#but in endgame none of them ask to meet her; even when they are in her home.. not even natasha

[teddypickerry]

A teen!dad jess. He has a best friend from New York (she can have a name or it can be Y/N, you can choose) (they are endgame, jess never had feelings for Rory but she has feelings for Jess, it won't go anywhere) Jess and his best friend have a kid, they co-parent (whether they are dating already or in the future is up to you) Jess gets sent to Stars Hallow, she ends up moving to stars Hallow to, to be close to Jess and so their kid can be with him too (she is emancipated, plus Jess knows she's coming because they keep in contact) if anyone reading this would like to turn this into an actual story, I'm totally down for reading it :) if you choose this request, I look forward to reading it. Thank you!!

↯ 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐈 𝐆𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎?

pairings — teen dad! jess mariano x y/n

warnings — none!! (unedited tho so…)

word count — 2.9k

a/n — i’m not the biggest fan of how this turned out (feels lowk out of character even tho i typically write jess best bc i am him), but i LOVEDDDD this plot. i plan on making a part two if that’s something you guys would want!! also dad! jess is my fav (as you guys know) so to have him be bowie’s dad??? FUCKING LOVEEE.

BEING SENT TO STARS HOLLOW was worse than one would imagine. especially for jess mariano, a kid who'd been taken from his hometown and placed in a small apartment above a diner with an uncle he hardly knows. this would be enough to drive one mad, one could presume. but to make matters worse, he was leaving behind his son.

the moment liz danes found out her sixteen year old son had gotten a girl pregnant, she freaked out. as any mother would do. but liz wasn't just any mother, she was (to put it lightly) a whack-job. so she spiraled when she figured this one out. what happened when liz danes spiraled you may ask? who was there for her? her sane big brother, luke.

the practical idea seemed to be sending jess to the quaint down of stars hollow. a place where liz grew up, where she knew luke would keep an eye on him. where she also knew he couldn't cause any havoc. and his world wouldn't become corrupt like hers, being a teen parent.

the months of the pregnancy was difficult to be away. y/n was just a girl he'd met at a party, he was sick and tired of his mother's new boyfriend's hurtful words. y/n was going through something similar and they decided they'd lean on one another one night. until three weeks later when she called jess asking him to coffee, and surprising him with something much more. y/n was scared, as any pregnant sixteen year old would be. being without jess didn't help her case.

the teenage boy didn't let the separation get to them however. his nights sneaking out were spent at a phone booth in the middle of town, talking to y/n about everything and anything. his breaks at the diner were calling to ask about doctors appointments. sure, she had just been a girl he'd met at a party. but the emotional bond of a baby knitted the two together. they were scared kids, they had no one but one another. so they became much more than kids who once went to a party. they were friends.

when y/n went into labor, jess ran out of school like his life depended on it. hoping into his car and speeding back to new york. luckily making it so he could see his son born just in time. his first time meeting his son was only his fourth time seeing y/n. the fourth of many, many visits. stars hollow became less and less entertaining to him as time went on. especially after coming back almost two weeks after his son was born. the pranks, the stealing, the teasing around with this girl rory... it wasn't anything to him. he missed his son, he missed the woman who had his son. jess mariano wanted to be with his family. because for the first time in his life, he had a family. someone loved him, and he loved someone.

"1984 is the most overrated 'classic' book i've ever read," rory gilmore smiled at jess with a teasing look. now, almost a year after his son's birth, jess mariano was nearing eighteen. his adolescence was coming to an end (although it did when the stick turned pink). the toying around was still very much in his nature. hence the conversation with the good girl in a pink sweater.

"nu uh, it's a classic. you can't just hate on 1984," jess counters while standing behind the diner's countertop. the diner was slow, despite it being around the early afternoon and a sunday. which is why two teenagers were sharing false opinions like it was bible. he didn't like her — he was sure of that. ever since bowie mariano was born (guess who named him), jess's feelings had become aware. the love he felt for his son was prominent in his everyday life. unlike anything he'd ever felt before. it was hard for him to even imagine ever having feelings for someone. not when being a dad was his number one priority.

"you're just saying that," rory laughed at his words once more. her late night talks with her mother about jess seeming to not be recalled. the ones where lorelai stressed to rory what jess was going through as a teen parent, something she knew all too well. especially being away from his kid. in her eyes, he was a christopher who'd left his rory. lorelai didn't exactly want her daughter involved with that. but it was hard to resist when he kept giving rory that james dean look. matched with the leather jacket and the book references.

"when are you going to see bowie?" lorelai asked the teenage boy, attempting to remind her daughter of his priorities. jess didn't see this as a question with ulterior motives. he knew lorelai had a deep understanding of him, whether she'd like to admit it or not. "soon, hopefully."

"is y/n liking her new place?" luke questions genuinely from lorelai's side, being reminded of jess's child's mother who he'd grown fond of. "it's kinda hard to like a place where you're crashing on your friend's sofa bed." jess scoffs, being reminded of his friend's condition. when y/n had first gotten pregnant, jess was aware of the darkness in her home. especially when she freaked out to him one night. the first time they opened up to one another. she was too scared to tell her dad about the baby, knowing he'd hurt her.

less than two years later, y/n was emancipated. working a part-time job in the city. where her friends helped watch bowie when necessary. along with (hesitantly) liz, whenever jess made sure she was sober and had an okay boyfriend. it was a lonely life: just like jess's.

"that poor girl," lorelai commented with a sympathetic look making jess's stomach twist. he hated thinking about the living conditions of his family, he hated thinking of being apart from them. but when he did, he couldn't stop. which is why that night, when luke came upstairs to the apartment after closing, jess stopped him to have a serious conversation. "can i talk to you?"

luke searched his nephew's face for sincerity once he heard those words. curious if this was gonna be a 'steely dan sucks' conversation or an actual serious one. a rare option for the teenage boy. "yeah, what's up?"

there was a deep expression anguished on jess's face as he sat at the table. he was clearly unsure how to put his words, which was prominent in his eyes. "i... i can't be away from bowie anymore. i can't let y/n live in that shithole. they're my responsibility."

luke heard his nephew's words clearly. he agreed with every word, a sigh erupting when he processed the stress his teenage nephew was experiencing over this. "where are you going with this, jess?" the diner owner questioned with a calm tone. he still wanted the best for his nephew. he still wanted him to finish high school and start a worthy life. one he didn't want to be started by running off to new york and working to provide for his family. "i need to be with them one way or another. i can't be away from bowie, i can't do that to my kid. i can't be my dad."

"you're not, kid. you're nothing like jimmy, i'm telling you that right now. you would do anything to be with bowie and that proves you're better than him," luke explained before letting out a sigh and nodding his head. "you're a good guy, jess."

a conversation continued throughout the night until the two finally came to a conclusion. or at least luke did. taking matters into his own hands, he picked up the phone once his nephew hit the pillow. a hushed tone rushing into verses of explanations until it all made sense.

the next morning, jess mariano woke up like any other day. not too long after he woke up he went down to the diner to get started on work. his thanksgiving break had begun, so his monday would be spent annotating a new book for his son in between rush hours. it was when two familiar faces entered the diner that he hardly glanced up, noticing the gilmores immediately. "hey jess, how's it going?"

"well, i'm not bleeding or anything so..." jess shrugged towards the woman while he scribbled in a final note for an older bowie. rory kept her eyes on him while luke handed the two mugs of coffee. he had something in his head, especially when he kept glancing out the window every few seconds. "that's good," lorelai nodded before turning to luke.

"what are you reading now? more jane austen?" rory teased while eyeing the boy and taking a sip of her warm coffee. his eyes didn't dare look up from her while he shut the book, "uh huh." he nodded with a thin lipped smile. rory noticed the children's book in his hands and grinned, "didn't know you were that behind. that makes sense with your book taste though."

"this is bowie's, i'm just writing some stuff in the margins for him for when he learns to read," jess shrugged without noticing the sudden change in demeanor when he mentioned his son. the baby had never been to stars hollow. jess also rarely brought up his son to anyone, especially stars hollow-ers. miss patty and babette already whispered about the rebellion enough as it was. he didn't need to add to it by opening up to people who didn't care about him. "oh... that's sweet," rory forced a smile before sinking down into her seat. she felt shorter.

jess picked up the coffee to begin to refill a few cups throughout the diner. his stance was interrupted once the diner phone began to ring, luke noticed this quickly. it wasn't long before he grabbed the coffee from jess's hand and hardly offered to do refills for him instead. jess knew luke was up to something but hesitantly took the phone call, "luke's."

"nice greeting," a voice echoed on the other side making jess's infamous smirk spread across his face. y/n. "well, i thought i'd ask you to marry me. but i was worried our meat supplier was on the other line," jess teased into the phone while his hand went in his pocket. he subconsciously turned around so his back was to the rest of the diner. wanting to be alone with y/n, as if that was possible through this.

"thought so," y/n hummed with an obvious smile. "hey, bowie's missing his dad."

"is bowie's mom also missing bowie's dad?" jess asked with his typical teasing tone towards his friend. "bowie's mom may be. but she doesn't exactly want to give him the satisfaction of that. bowie's dad is very cocky," y/n says through the phone while luke spots something through the window and smiles.

the sound of the bell was a familiar one. reminding the people in the diner that someone had arrived. jess was so used to it now that he didn't bat an eye typically, but this time he glanced around his shoulder for a moment. his eyes glancing back at the figure stood infront of the door. jess's brown eyes locked on them for a second as he dropped the wired phone and bolted past the counter to them.

stood before his eyes was y/n and bowie. the eleven month old was in her arms with a pacifier between his lips. y/n wore a smile while she placed her phone in her pocket with a free hand. she was engulfed in jess's scent immediately as he threw the two into his arms. cigarettes, cheap cologne, and coffee erupting comfortably into her. "hey, watch out i have a baby."

jess ignored her words, but lightened his grip on her while taking bowie out of her arms to hold him. "bowie, hey..." his voice trailed off as he held onto his son. he was interrupted with emotion by being with his son once again. because as much as fatherhood was something he never wished upon himself, ever desired whatsoever, it had turned into the best thing that ever happened to him.

"hi kid," luke greeted the teenage girl while walking over to give her a side hug. he turned his attention towards jess who was hugging his baby with a grin he hadn't seen in awhile. "i thought about our talk last night, jess. you were right."

jess glanced over at his uncle before looking back at y/n with a smile. which shocked even him, because a smile was not something he'd done while being in stars hollow. "so..." luke's voice trailed off while he gave the floor to y/n. who took it and looked at jess, "i think bowie needs to be with his dad... and his mom."

the group shared a few looks, mixed with confusion and happiness. "i asked lorelai for a favor, y/n and bowie are gonna stay at the inn for a few weeks. until you guys can figure out a place." luke started with a nod. "you're gonna be eighteen in a few months, you're gonna graduate in a few months. i want you to do that, jess. so, i brought you some courage... as cheesy as that sounds."

jess looked between the two for a moment before sharing a nod with his uncle, as if a thank you in their own language.

"hey, i'm lorelai. it's nice to meet you i've heard so much about you. we seem to have a lot in common," lorelai interjected as she walked over and introduced herself to y/n. y/n knew her fair share of scoop of the town. her daily phone calls to jess were hardly just baby talk. she'd spent a lot of them telling him to go out with lorelai's daughter, who seemed good for him. but every-time... something was holding him back. "yeah you too, i'm y/n. thank you for everything, by the way. you really didn't have to let me."

"c'mon we're moms, we help eachother out. we can be like desperate housewives. but with no men," lorelai smiled while giving y/n's hand a squeeze. "oh! this is my bowie, rory."

"hey," y/n greeted with an awkward wave towards the other teenage girl who still seemed in shock by the situation. she forced a smile and waved, "hey."

the dispute was a lot more awkward than y/n could have hoped. but a sense of envy had taken over the both of them as they reflected on past or current relations with jess. an awkwardness that washed away quickly when y/n’s eyes locked back on jess and her son. a favorite sight of hers.

“c’mon,” jess nodded towards y/n while she took the baby out of his arms. he grabbed her bag and placed a free hand on her back, mumbling goodbyes before exiting the diner with his two. the three took the scenic tour towards the inn. bowie cracking a million smiles at the tons of birds in sight. the two teenagers reciprocating the action with shared giggles at the baby’s happiness.

the moment they entered the room, jess sat down with bowie to let y/n unpack a little bit. while the two caught up on unspoken things. “so… that was rory,” y/n says suggestively while unpacking her toiletries in the bathroom. jess was sprawled out on the bed with bowie in his arms, playing superman. he turned to her once she erupted from the bathroom and took a seat beside him. “that was rory.”

“she’s pretty,” y/n nodded with a small smile. in an attempt to be polite about jess’s possible love interest, yet he seemed hardly interested when bowie was around. “i guess,” jess shrugged before holding bowie back up in his arms. “have you asked her out yet?”

“i’m not too focused on that,” jess answered while clearly wanting the conversation to be done. y/n only smiled at the sight of the baby, gently rubbing his back. jess’s eyes locked onto her once more. watching her look at bowie with all the love made his eyes gleam. the way her smile spread with love, only made his heart beat faster happily. “thanks.”

y/n glanced over to him at his word, furrowing her eyebrows gently while she looked into his eyes. “for what?”

“for being here, i guess.” he mumbles while turning back to face bowie and bring him closer to him, the baby resting his head on jess’s chest. y/n smiled at the sight while leaning into the pillow, happily watching the two. “of course.”

so, the two laid back into the bed. smiling at the sight of their baby falling into a comforting sleep. followed by y/n minutes later, at a moment of peace. finally having someone she trusted with her baby so she could peacefully have a break. jess shut his eyes to the sound of the light breaths of both his favorite people. never having felt something so perfect once again in his life.

#teddypickerry #gilmore girls #jess mariano x reader #lorelai gilmore #jess mariano #rory gilmore #jess mariano x y/n #luke danes #dad jessmariano #dad jess mariano series #teen dad jess mariano #jess mariano x fem reader

[bettdraws]

Just saw a reel that was discussing Elain and Lucien not being endgame because her “choosing” someone else would be a lot more compelling of a story than another mating bond story.

When I see stuff like this I just want to ask… how? How is it more compelling?

So… I wanted to imagine what that “compelling story” would be like according to them. Elain and Azriel start seeing eachother in secret, will their romantic arc just be Azriel beginning to see Elain as a capable individual with wants needs and motivations beyond sex? Will it be that he stops obsessing about her mating bond with Lucien and that she isnt his mate? Okay. What is their tension point? Rhys? So Azriel will tell Rhys he loves Elain and Rhys will still not support his brother? Okay. Will Lucien be their tension point? If Elain tells Lucien that she loves Azriel and not him (even though she wouldn’t know they aren’t compatible because she never even let herself know him at this point) do you believe Lucien will not let her go? That he will call a blood duel or cut ties with the NC because of Elain when he canonically has been the only character to put duty before his feelings? And that he also has planned to let Elain be with her fiance if thats what she wanted since before meeting her? Okay.

If we take the canon stuff that has been written about these characters, then NONE of these plot points have tension or conflict. Elain would tell Lucien she doesn’t want him and Azriel would tell Rhys he is in love with Elain and thats as far as that plot goes.

Great, now Elain and Az are together, but what happens? They live happy together in Velaris forever, or Elain starts having the what if thought that comes with having rejected something she didn’t even know she wouldn’t want… And Azriel forever has the fear that Elain will one day wake up and choose to explore something with her ACTUAL mate, and what happens if Azriel’s mate shows up, will Azriel also reject his mating bond, would this also not plague both of their minds FOREVER?

And Lucien? Canonically he could be losing his mind and overall his arc would be that his epic romance ended in Jesminda dying and his mate rejected him without even getting to know him💀 But he will suddenly overcome this and be with another female who will not have the same doubts about being with him that Elain and Azriel have? Right.

Should I keep reminding everyone that this is a fated mates story in a universe where fated mates relationships that have love are the THE EPITOME OF LOVE?? THE MOST SOUGHT OUT AND WANTED, PERIOD???

I keep saying this but I will say it again, in order to have that “compelling story” where Elain rejects Lucien we should have had them already interact with each other, she should KNOW she doesn’t want him, and no, not because she is avoiding him now it means she has already decided they’re incompatible, THIS SHOULD BE CLEAR BY NOW. I swear these people don’t understand how a romantic arc with a HAPPY ENDING looks like.

Anyway we all know what the actual compelling story is, where the tension really lies, where Elain will have to grow and find her happiness in places she probably never expected, where her own needs and motivations will be respected and accounted. And no, its not with Azriel.

#elucien #pro elucien #lucien vanserra #anti e/riel #pro elain archeron #pro lucien vanserra #they talk about this like they’re so smart too😭

[unholybinchicken]

(technically Thursday because of the time zone)

I did this a few weeks ago but haven't really done it lately so thought I'd do it today. I've got so many WIPs tbh so it's hard to pick just one (also I made a nice little cover art thingy for it on canva so gonna do this more regularly)

Tagging: @unholy-fabray, @yeasymuffin, @dedenneblogs, @lansangprincess, @blossoms-and-possums and anyone else who wants to share their WIPs.

General premise: this is a snippet from the Harper McLean character study I'm working on (Harmerie endgame of course). It was a hard choice between that, more of chapter 3 of i'm open to falling from grace and chapter 6 of stranded on the line where i lost you. This is a (mostly) canon-compliant fic and the part I've written so far contains references to ice addiction, alcohol and intravenous drug use.

Sneak preview under the cut

21st November, 2007

Harper McLean is born at 10:30pm in the back of her mum’s older sister Michelle’s old Holden Commodore, in the waning hours of a neighbourhood get-together.  There’s still a dent on the car from New Years 2000, when her dad ‘borrowed’ it and accidentally hit a tree.  It’s unregistered, unroadworthy, the paint is peeling in places, and someone put a Kevin-07 sticker on it a few weeks ago without asking, but Justin McLean and Nicole Webster didn’t really plan to have the baby today of all days.  

Michelle and Nicole are the only sober people at this party, and Michelle’s the only one with a car, albeit one that shouldn’t touch a road, ever.  

None of them realised that there was going to be a baby to plan for at all until a couple months ago.  

Had they known, Nicole would have probably tried to give up partying, booze and smoking much, much earlier.  Her first thought as she’s going into labour in the back of Michelle’s car is how much she really, really wants a fucking cigarette right now.  

Or something stronger.

After all, if Justin can be high out of his mind for the birth of his first child, why can’t Nicole?

Against her own wishes, she resists temptation and stays sober.  Someone has to.  Michelle puts on the radio as the baby girl makes her grand entrance.  The speakers are muffled, and the signal is fuzzy, but she can faintly make out ‘Rehab’ by Amy Winehouse.  

Michelle, seeing how exhausted her sister is, asks Justin to cut the cord before they go to the hospital together.  Justin is ranting about ghosts and home invaders and John Howard and God knows what else.  His voice grows louder and louder and more and more agitated.  As her eyes meet the familiar scar on Justin’s arm, his favourite injection site, Michelle wonders if he even realises he has a child now.  

She cuts the cord with a set of nail clippers from her handbag and briefly considers letting Justin hold the baby, his daughter, but he can barely stand, and his words come out slurred and disconnected.  

Truthfully, she’s not sure if she should let this man within ten metres of her newborn niece.  She’s not sure what possessed her sister to sleep with him in the first place.

Probably the same thing that’s coursing through his veins right now, she thinks. 

Nicole was always an avid reader, at least before she hit puberty and she started hanging out with the local dropkicks and doing drugs, all while things turned to shit at home.  Mum died, then Dad succumbed to his own substance abuse problems and went to jail, and so Michelle and Nicole were passed around from relative to relative until they settled with Nanna Louise.  It was the closest thing either of them had to a stable home, but they soon learned that nothing lasts forever.  Nanna Louise died, and things went from bad to worse.  Knowing that going to school wouldn’t pay the bills, Michelle dropped out to become a florist.  Nicole was different; there was a time when she wanted to go to uni and become a teacher.  She wanted to travel the world and marry a handsome man, have a nice house, two kids, a dog and a white picket fence.  But that was then, and this is now.

She, like her sister, dropped out of school in year ten.  She’s unemployed.  There’s no dog, no white picket fence.  The only income she has comes from Centrelink, and, more often than not, it’s used to fund Justin’s drug habit.  Her life didn’t exactly turn out like she pictured it.

Well, almost.  She has her daughter, who’s tiny, but who has her mother’s eyes and nose.  They get to the hospital, and as the nurses clean the new baby up and keep an eye on the new mother, Michelle goes outside to smoke a cigarette.

When Nicole eventually comes to, Michelle asks, “What are you going to call her?”

“I was going to name her after Nanna Louise,” Nicole says, frowning.  “She doesn’t really look like a Louise, though.”

Michelle contemplates asking if Justin has any ideas, but she knows he’s not sober enough to contribute anything productive to the conversation.  “No, she doesn’t,” she agrees.  “She looks like you.”

“You think so?”

“Yeah.  She’s got your nose,” Michelle says.  “And your eyes, I think.”

Nicole smiles.  She looks at her sleeping infant and says, “Harper.  Harper Louise McLean.”

#wip wednesday #my writing #unholybinchicken #ao3 #harper mclean #justin mclean #heartbreak high

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @rosieathena - thanks so much!! ♡

Spencer Reid x she/her!reader

Play Pretend

- you and Spencer had been together for 6 months when you got offered a job working with the BAU

- at first, you and Spencer discussed how he was going to introduce you to the team, who had no idea he was even in a relationship

- but then you decided that instead you’d put the team at the butt of the joke, rather than Spencer

- not in a cruel way, just for a bit of fun (but also payback cuz sometimes the team do be assholes to Spencer tho)

- so you decided to show up at the BAU in your separate cars at different times, and act like you’d never met before

- and it was hilarious from the moment it started

- you and Spencer obviously got along really well from the get go, and the team noticed right away

- Spencer fully let himself swoon over you in front of the team, and upon forming friendships with the team yourself, you started to do the same

- you both talked to different people on the team, all of them quizzing you about how you felt about the other then relaying that information to the rest of the team

- they were DESPERATE to set you up

- ESPECIALLY Penelope

- she pretty much followed Spencer around listing reasons why he should ask you out

- so on the odd occasion when Spencer offered to drive you home, or you offered to drive him, the entire team would go into cardiac arrest

- because thanks to some careful address re-routing, none of them were aware that you were headed back to the same house

- the team loved forcing you and Spencer into the same room and leaving you by yourselves, JJ and Derek sending you both on coffee requests at the same time so that you’d meet by the machine, the entire team staring through the window and trying to read your lips to figure out what was being said

- over time, you both let more chemistry show between you, spending a little more time together naturally

- and there were, of course, moments that were unintentional. such as, you grabbing Spencer whenever you got scared, or him getting very protective of you whenever you were in danger or talking to a person who was being an asshole to you

- those werent played up, they were part of your love for each other that naturally shone through

- it went so much better than expected

- every time the two of you got home, you would share stories of what Penelope or JJ or Derek had said to one of you that day about something the other had said, or you’d talk about a particular moment they tried to force between you, and you’d laugh to no end

- it was sheer bliss, a mischevious ongoing prank, the greatest secret

- after a while, it started to feel like you were two lovesick teenagers having to hide your relationship from everyone, which added a whole other layer of excitement to everything

- you knew it couldnt go on forever because eventually the team would figure it out, or your relationship would progress to the extent of you wearing an engagement ring when the team didnt even know you’re in a relationship, whichever came first

- it was very sweet while it lasted, it was like reliving the start of your relationship in an entirely different setting and with a very entertaining audience

- but you knew it had to end, so the two of you started discussing how to reveal the truth

- eventually, you came up with a conclusive plan

- you had to wait for the right opportunity, which was kinda infuriating, because once you’d come up with a plan, you wanted to do it, especially with how funny you knew this was going to be

- the opportunity came after the next case

- the team left the jet and filed back into the building, everyone tired and ready to get home

- you and Spencer had been playing things up just a little more that day, sensing it was getting to the endgame, so everyone was watching you a little closer

- you both went over to Spencer’s desk and pretended to be flirtily discussing something very quietly, Spencer leaning to whisper in your ear with confidence he never would’ve had if you werent already in a relationship with him

- in his peripheral vision, Spencer saw Derek hold his arm out in front of the rest of the team, stopping them walking so that they could all see what was happening

- you giggled, mostly at the team and not at Spencer flirting, because he hadnt been flirting, he’d been telling you the existentialist and the lightbulb joke that never failed to make you smile

- nodding at him, you stepped back from him and took his hand, turning to the team

“We’ll be back in a minute, we left something in the storeroom!” You say, a flushed smile on your face, not giving the team anytime to say anything before you both ran off to the store room next to Penelope’s office

- Spencer pushed you up against the wall, which definitely wasnt necessary because the door was closed and the team wouldnt be able to hear that (despite them all being crowded around the door like horny teenagers), he just felt like being a tease

“Ready?” You asked him, and he nodded, both of you smiling

- with that, you took your phone out of your pocket and clicked into the tab you’d been waiting to use

- Penelope’s computer beeped, the two of you heard her run into her office

“Umm...guys and girls?” She called, and the footsteps of the rest of the team followed her into the office.

“What’s up babygirl?” Derek asked.

“Well, I know this borders on stalking, but I had this tab open on (Y/N)’s information, mainly her social media files but also her more private information, including her address. Which just changed.” Penelope explained hurriedly.

“(Y/N)’s address has changed? Where does she live now?”

“Not where does she live now, it’s where she has lived since she started working here. Take a look.” Penelope clarified, stepping back from her computer to let everyone else see.

- hearing the events unfold, you and Spencer left the store room, sprinting back towards the glass doors

- the team follow you having heard the door open, and they catch Spencer lifting you up by the waist and pulling you back down into a passionate kiss, before the two of you sprint out of the glass doors laughing hysterically

Derek chuckled and crossed his arms. “Damn, they really got us good.”

#spencer reid #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds #x reader #imagine #imagines #fanfic #fanfiction #headcannon

[branwendaughterofllyr]

That’s such a good point about always asking ‘why?’/ ‘what for?’ when it comes to a theory’s narrative relevance — what it would mean for the story, what point would it make etc. It’s why I could never get my head around people being so dead set on a T4rg restoration as a positive endgame when we have all this legitimate reasoning for their downfall pre-AGOT, why they are distrusted, why their ideology is deeply suspect, and so on. It’s counterintuitive to me that the narrative would essentially return full circle to that regime, a T4rg on the throne, when they’ve been presented to us in such a specific, abusive and uncomfortable way. It devalues that pre-AGOT story, IMO. Bcoz it’s not enough to be ‘not like other T4rgs’ for me, the active association is too damning, too telling of what someone’s interests really are. But it’s like you said, people get deeply attached to one obviously biased pov and so disregard the wider, layered narrative that GRRM is trying to create through multiple povs that prompt us to question those who seek out power and if they can ever be truly justified in what they do to attain and/or maintain it.

It drives me wild that so many people don't ask "then what was the fucking point?" when talking about the ending of ASOIAF. The Targaryens had like two-three good rulers, all of whom ended up making some really horrible choices in the end that nearly burned the whole continent to the ground (This IS a Jaehaerys I hateblog). It's crazy to me that so many people that Fire&Blood is positive for the Targaryen Restoration when it's basically just a full length book's worth of "look at these bitches! Who put them in charge?" (the dragons). And then have Dany basically go "yes, fire and blood is a valid way to rule, my ancestors did nothing wrong" makes me highly skeptical of her chances.

And the PoV for trap for Dany is amazing, because as of ADWD, none of the enemies she has gone up against have been sympathetic (I mean, I think MMD is, but a lot of people don't) or even povs. Which lets her fans sit there and say "no, look, the people's she's up against are clearly terrible and she's the hero in this scenario." Which is going to shift drastically when she goes up against the Starks, who have no reason to love her and vice versa. How can Dany declaring that Starks and Lannisters are both the usurper’s dogs and therefore equally evil and her enemy not make everyone sit up and take notice. Yes, Dany going “Eddard Stark and his heart of ice are responsible for my family’s downfall” is absolutely going to win over Jon “I just want Ned Stark to be proud of me” Snow and Arya “I will cut anyone who says shit about my parents” Stark. I foresee no future conflict there!

The theories about the three heads of dragon having such traction make me laugh, when the choices Dany presented with are “fire and blood” and the literal and metaphoric planting of trees. She has to chain up her dragons because they are inherently at odds with creating a better future, but she chooses the path her family has walked again and again to the detriment of everyone else. Dany’s refusal to learn from her family’s mistakes and arrogance, is what dooms her to meet the same fate as the rest of them. The idea that “if I look back, I am lost” is her madness mantra makes so much sense, since if she looks back at the path of destruction she and all the other Targaryens have left in their wake, she might falter and reconsider, so she plows ahead straight to her doom, is ugh, such good writing.

(And it works as a foil to the Starks, who are so haunted by their pasts and the past of their families, they can never untangle themselves from it, even when they try to disappear into another identity)

So what does it actually mean for the narrative, if Dany didn’t actually live in Braavos? Does it change where she’s headed at all? What point would it serve if Tyrion is a secret Targaryen? What point does it serve if anyone is a secret Targaryen? Does it change the fact that the Targaryens burn themselves to the ground based on a flimsy prophecy one of them was arrogant enough to to believe, and no one checked the deteriorating madness of their head? That the Targaryens have set themselves over literally everyone else, to the point that they would rather practice incest than marry those beneath them? And the heroine of would-be Targaryen restoration doesn’t question any of this, and just says that it’ll be different this time! Because she has the magic nukes again!

And it’s brilliant because it really is all about “the hero of the other side”! Of course everyone likes to think that they are the hero, and it’s easy to fall into believing the same when you spend so much time in a character’s head. It is much harder to try and bring together all these different PoVs to try and figure out the broader narrative. And because Dany is so seperated from the rest of the characters, is easy to dismiss all the problems she has in coming to Westeros because none of the other characters really know her, and it’ll be different once she’s there, because she’s different, when it’s been set up that pretty much every POV character has a reason to keep a Targaryen with dragons at arms length and in reality, Dany has nothing to challenge those reasons.

It’s great writing, but it clearly has and still does go over some people’s heads, which is comepletely fair because ASOIAF is, in fact, a LOT. But it so often comes from the same people who dedicate immense amounts of time and energy to the series, and that’s when it becomes funny

#listen the Starks and the Targaryens as foils is an amazing device #topped only by the Lannisters and the Starks as foils #history is just everyone in the roles their parents played over and over again #and the Targaryens have been idiots setting things in fire all the back to the beginning #branwen answers

[rosesradio]

may i ask why ppl hate caleo so much? I'm reading ToA rn so idk if it's based on stuff that happens there, but in HoO I didn't really catch anything that would make it this "don't touch with a ten foot pole" ship, yk?

/gen

Hi !! Thanks for sending this in. I feel like I and others have kinda gone through some things in the anti-caleo tag, but I'm gonna go through some of the reasons with as much textual evidence and objectivity as possible. (minus my inevitable unorganized rambles, they're contextually relevant, stop looking at me--)

That being said, this is completely a matter of opinion, as all shipping is. I don't mean to say that you are "allowed" to ship or that you're "stupid" for shipping xyz, I couldn't care less what you ship--let's all just be nice to each other.

That being said, let's start with the two most common reasons why most people dislike caleo:

1.) the age gap

2.) their "bickering to lovers" dynamic is not written well/they seem to dislike each other/etc

The easier one to start with would be the age gap. Now (warnings for rent-lowering gunshots around my blog), I meant what I said when I said I don't care about ships. Most of my beloved mutuals ship the nastiest shit imaginable, and I am very anti-censorship (but that's several other posts). I generally have preferences for healthy ships when it comes to a Fluffy Endgame (dark fics with toxic ships are different to me).

That being said, I don't typically enjoy ships with a large age gap, and most other people find them unappealing as well. I could be persuaded with some (nipollo and rachel/apollo, i'm looking at you), but caleo just kinda grosses me out in this regard, probably due to other aspects of their relationship.

(Some people say she's "mentally fifteen", but I don't really buy that--if she were like a faerie or something, maybe, but I see her more as Edward in Twilight--looks young but has wisdom beyond her years. There's no definitive answer on this so it's not something I would like to debate (none of this is lol) but I thought I would mention it anyways.)

Although your question is about ToA, I'm only going to cover HoH through the first ToA book, because I'm still reading through the ToA books (though I know the big spoilers). I know caleo takes on a bigger role in the second book so i might come back and do a part two to uh...complain about their dynamic more? lol

so, without further ado--

The House of Hades

So, this is the first impression we get of Calypso from Leo's perspective--the highlights to keep this from being 1 million years long (it still will be lol)--

"She looked maybe fifteen, about Leo's age, and, sure, she was pretty; but with that angry expression on herface she reminded Leo of every popular girl in every school he'd ever attended—the ones who made fun of him, gossiped a lot, thought they were so superior, and basically did everything they could tomake his life miserable.Leo disliked her instantly.

---

The girl clenched her fists. Leo was pretty sure she was going to march down the crater and punch him in the face.

---

"Show yourself!" the girl yelled at the sky, completely ignoring Leo. "It's not bad enough I am exiled? It's not bad enough you take away the few good heroes I'm allowed to meet? You think it's funny to send me this—this charbroiled runt of a boy to ruin my tranquility? This is NOT FUNNY! Take him back!""

--pg 213 of The House of Hades pdf.

Now, keeping in mind that I read this for the first time at 13 and he was my book boyfriend (Or Whatever), I was not a fan of this, but even now that I've grown out of that, this still rings unfavorable to me.

He compares her to his bullies, the ones who made fun of him and created insecurities within him. And, making no effort to clear her name from this association, what is one of the first things she does? Screams at the gods for sending someone so conventionally unattractive. One of Leo's biggest insecurities in the books is not being as conventionally attractive or built as the other guys in the seven. One of his other insecurities is not having a girlfriend when everyone else is coupled up. So the solution is not to have him learn self-love and/or the love of friends, but to instead give him a girlfriend--the build-up time of which is short and intense. Not only that, but his love interest insults one of his biggest insecurities.

We're off to a great start.

Of course, I can't really blame Calypso for being pissed about the wreckage and about being sent another hero instead of being freed from the island. I would be pretty pissed, too, but she still treats him pretty badly, seemingly because he's not the "right" hero.

(For this next bit I am going through their time together in House of Hades and just noting anything that rings as a red flag to me--which is not a stretch as it's pretty much every other line lol. The brackets [] add context for dialogue, the parentheses () is my commentary, though most of these speak for themselves imo)

""Oh-gee-gee-ah." The girl pronounced it slowly, as if Leo were five years old.

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She looked like she was about to answer but stopped herself. "It doesn't matter. You'll be gone soon. You're obviously a mistake."

That was harsh, Leo thought.He'd spent enough time thinking he was a mistake—as a demigod, on this quest, in life in general. He didn't need a random crazy goddess reinforcing the idea

---

"What am I supposed to do, then? Sit in the sand dunes until I die?" [Leo asked]

"That would be fine...." The girl threw down her trowel and cursed at the sky. "Except I suppose he can't die here, can he? Zeus! This is not funny!"

---

She looked the same age as him, but he wondered how old she really was. (age gap thing, delicious!)

---

"Would you be sweet," [Calypso said], "if they laughed at you by sending another hero, but a hero who looked like—like you?"

---

"Three thousand." Leo's mouth felt tingly, like he'd just eaten Pop Rocks. "Uh, you look good for three thousand."

---

"And now...the worst insult of all. The gods mock me by sending you." [Calypso said]

Anger bubbled in Leo's stomach.Yeah, typical. If Jason were here, Calypso would fall all over him. She'd beg him to stay, but he'd be all noble about returning to his duties, and he'd leave Calypso brokenhearted. That magic raft would totally arrive for him. (heartbreaking to hear about leo's insecurities but also...he is so gay for jason jdskjfs--)

But Leo? He was the annoying guest she couldn't get rid of. She'd never fall for him, because she was totally out of his league.

---

Despite the gifts, Calypso obviously didn't want to see him. One time he poked his head inside the cave and she freaked out, yelling and throwing pots at his head. (how to treat an abuse survivor 101)

Yeah, she was definitely on Team Leo. (this honestly just reminds me of the Echo scene and, honestly, I'd ship him with Echo Big Time over calypso)

He ended up pitching a more permanent camp near the footpath, where the beach met the hills.That way he was close enough to pick up his meals, but Calypso didn't have to see him and go into a pot-throwing rage.

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"They are completely fireproof," Calypso promised. "They'll stay clean and expand to fit you,should you ever become less scrawny." (the prev part about her repairing the clothes was actually sweet in a platonic way...could have gone without the body-shaming !)

---

Then he remembered that this annoying fifteen-year-old girl was actually the immortal daughter of a Titan."

--pages 214-227 of The House of Hades pdf

Now, at this point I'll say that their relationship actually becomes quite sweet once they get past the frankly horrible section of time where they want each other to die. They're both lonely, they come to some understanding...I suppose this is a matter of opinion, but the romance aspect does feel forced. Time is different in Ogygia so it's hard to say how long Leo was there, if I were to estimate I'd say 3 weeks, but given that it's like 19 pages (and the text is larger on the pdf copy lol), it does feel rushed. Man do I wish they went for the platonic angle, but Richard could never.

The Blood of Olympus

Everyone's favorite book! lmao.

Now that our lovebirds are in Lovebird Territory (i guess), the amount of toxicity dwindles, but let's bite:

"'Sit tight, Sunshine,' he told Calypso's picture. 'I'll get back to you, just like I promised.'

Leo could imagine her response: 'I am not waiting for you, Leo Valdez. I am not in love with you.And I certainly don't believe your foolish promises!' The thought made him smile. (I guess this is supposed to be sarcastic, but way to reintroduce the concept of her really not liking him?)"

--pg 64 of The Blood of Olympus pdf

So, most of this book has mentions of Calypso from Leo's pov, and I gotta say (forgetting entirely that this doc is supposed to at least try to be subjective)...they neutered my boy. I often don't reread past MoA because of the caleo content, though what glimpses I've seen shows that his pov has experienced a massive shift. I think having so little page time and such an intense relationship buildup causes some readers to dislike how fundamentally she alters Leo's pov.

Additionally, I've seen some posts about Leo's suicide ideation. That is not something I want to go in depth about on this post, but I did want to draw attention to this excerpt I caught:

"Now the Argo II was approaching the end of its voyage. Leo's whole life – his childhood with Tía Callida; his mother's death in that warehouse fire; his years as a foster kid; his months at Camp Half-Blood with Jason and Piper – all of it would culminate tomorrow morning in one final battle.

He opened the access panel. Festus's voice creaked over the intercom.

'Yeah, buddy,' Leo agreed. 'It's time.'

More creaking.

'I know,' Leo said. 'Together till the end?'

Festus squeaked affirmatively.

Leo checked the ancient bronze astrolabe, which was now fitted with the crystal from Ogygia. Leo could only hope it would work.

'I will get back to you, Calypso,' he muttered. 'I promised on the River Styx.'

He flipped a switch and brought the navigation device online. He set the timer for twenty-four hours.

Finally he opened the engine's ventilator line and pushed inside the vial of the physician's cure. It disappeared into the veins of the ship with a decisive thunk.

'Too late to turn back now,' Leo said.

He curled on the floor and closed his eyes, determined to enjoy the familiar hum of the engine for one last night."

--pg 224 of The Blood of Olympus pdf

I'm not going to draw any definitive conclusions on the subtext of this or his plan with the physician's cure, but I will say Leo definitely needs therapy and the support of his friends over his want of a girlfriend. (And I'd say this regardless of ships--even if it were my beloved valdangelo. If Leo's mental health isn't addressed, it just makes it seem like a lazy fix-all)

I'm not going to pretend to be the best writer or understand character arcs better than our good friend Richard, but I think one of the reasons why Leo's character arc failed in this final installment is that Leo got what he wanted instead of what he needed. The best character arcs will display what a character wants, but by the end of the journey, a character will realize what they really need.

For example, in Gravity Falls (great show btw), towards the end of the series, Mabel wants to stay in a magical bubble created as a trick by Bill Cipher so she can stay in Gravity Falls forever. In the end, however, she realizes that what she really needs is to go back home to California with her brother, where they can get through high school with the support of each other.

If Leo had undergone an arc in which he really wants a girlfriend, but later realizes he needs to love himself first, that would have been really great and nice for kids to see that they don't need a significant other to make them whole.

Additionally--surprisingly--there were no glaring red flags for the rest of this book. They have a general vibe of "she doesn't really like him and he's a silly little guy" that I feel like is just rick pulling a "can I copy your homework?" with percabeth but it came out Wrong, but that's a matter of opinion.

ToA: The Hidden Oracle

""Here you go." Leo handed her a glass of lemonade. His expression seemed darker and more anxious, as if...Ah, of course. Leo had rescued Calypso from her prison island. In doing so, Calypso had lost her powers. Leo felt responsible."

--pg 239 of The Hidden Oracle pdf

This seems like something they'd have to work through, which is possible, but also a very intense thing to put on a relationship between an already traumatized 16 year old (and his over 3000 year old girlfriend, etc.) I suppose if this was written through in a thoughtful way I'd understand, but it's kind of one of those things that makes me look at them and go...realistically, at best I see them lasting 6 months to a year.

(tbh a lot of the ships outside of percabeth don't seem to have that...well, percabeth longevity--i mean just look at how jiper broke up. not that Richard would break caleo up atp, of course...unless...)

Final Thoughts (unless I return after finishing ToA but no promises)

And so, we conclude. I think I learned some stuff by revisiting canon instead of just remaining amongst online fandom & my memory of canon. Honestly, I can see why people would like this ship--I still hate it the most out of any pjo ship, but I gotta admit it had its sweet moments. Just as I pointed out red flags and had opinions stated as subjective, other people could point out what they consider green flags and why they think the ship is great.

To conclude (my English teachers quaking in their boots rn), myself and other caleo haters dislike the ship due to the age difference, the rushed nature, and the enemies to lovers dynamic being written in a way that ultimately gives the energy that our love birds do not like each other. I hope this dive into the foundation of their relationship clarifies some of these things for you, and thanks for the ask!

#anti caleo #pjo #leo valdez #i didn't send this to my editor and think a lot into it what are you talking about #rose's asks

[widow-maximov]

Can I request a Natasha x Avenger!female reader, where the team wins Infinity War, so NO BLIP AND THANOS IS DEAD AND ENDGAME NEVER HAPPENS. And Reader wants to marry Natasha but Reader asks Fury’s permission and even Alexei and Melina for Natasha’s hand in marriage. And JUST SOMETHING sweet and cute! And at the end a wedding happens and so Natasha and Reader are now Avengers BUT also wives!

(I’ve always seen Fury as Natasha’s father figure, and it’s a crime that there was barely any scenes that proved that! 😤😤)

Thank you!

Risks

Pairing: Natasha x Fem!Reader

Warning: Pure fluff, a little bit of angst, little bit of smut (18+)

Summary: You never thought proposing could get so complicated.

Word count: 10.5k (oops)

My requests are always open so feel more than welcome to pop in a suggestion for the next story :3

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Life as a hero- As any hero is a risk, no matter the job, doctor, nurse, police, Avenger like yourself and even with risks you still chose this path.

None of these jobs have it easy that's why it's always highly appreciated, almost by most, but that doesn't matter. Out of everything you done for your team,

This risk that you want to take is the hardest out of all of them, ask your girlfriend to marry you, now anyone would say that it shouldn't be that hard, if you know that this person loves you they will say yes but that's not the issue.

Issue is, asking the family to give the approval even if they don't have to, here is the thing your girlfriend had two families, her crazy Russian family and the Avengers including Nick Furry, that guy scares you.

You realised that you wanted to be with Natasha for the rest of your life and you knew she was your person, but not long ago, when the two of you started to date, it was chaotic.

If you really think about it, even before dating the two of you were like fire and water, two different people who liked doing opposite things, like Natasha liked to train, be on top of her game, whilst you liked to party every night, just to relax.

You didn't even think about being chained to someone at the time, but Natasha did, as soon as she laid her eyes on you she knew she wanted to be with you.

You were confident of what you wanted, and somehow in the end through hard work you always had it in your hands, she liked that because that was her in some ways.

She liked how opposite yous were, even if she was more work concentrated she knew that she would spend her time with you anywhere you went.

Ever since dating you, she managed to convince you to train with her, she loved to stare at you break a sweat whilst she barely did anything.

Something about seeing your muscles flex made her apricated that you were with her and not anyone else. She knew how easy it was to lose someone so she did everything to keep you.

And she managed because you were planning a proposal for the woman you love, the woman that can only make you feel those butterflies even after 8 years of dating.

The woman who managed to open your eyes that it is nice to have someone and know to have their support through everything, that was Natasha, she always had your back.

You can even remember the exact day where you realised you actually loved the redhead, it was the day yous met your parents, they always pushed the subject of you being gay aside.

Always ignored it so with time as you grew up you thought that they finally got over it, you remember that day so vividly..

You finally managed to find a day off and agree to dinner with your parents as your sister was coming into town, you thought it was a good opportunity to take Natasha with you.

If you knew what was going to happen then you would've never taken Natasha with you, it would've spared you the embarrassment but unfortunately you couldn't see the future and walked right into a trap.

You and the Russian have been together for couple months, it was fresh but you thought it was finally time for the redhead to meet the two people that brought you into this world.

Natasha agreed with you, actually she was excited to try to get in their good books, she wanted to know more about you and what the best way of doing so than hearing embarrassing stories about you.

She has seen some pictures of you as a baby but she always wanted to see where you grew up, it made her happy to know you wanted to share that with her too.

You were nervous and Natasha could sense that as you were quiet in the car on the way there, it was different, something you never thought you would ever do.

She grabbed your hand as the two of you were parked outside of your house, you could see that your sister was already here by the car parked where you used to.

"If you aren't ready Y/n, we don't have to do this" Natasha reassured, she never wanted to pressure you into anything.

You finally peeled your eyes away from the house across the street as you looked the Russian in the eyes "I'm ready, its more are you?"

It wasn't a lie, you felt ready or at least you told yourself that in order to show up here with the redhead, you rarely visited your parents, work life and everything else got in the way.

At first they kept trying to make you come over but with time they gave up, it allowed you to live a little without constantly get bombarded to come and see them when you couldn't.

"It can't be that bad" Natasha tried to convince herself as well, she was nervous too.

You gave her a half smile as you both gotten out and finally found the courage to knock on the door, you squeezed Natasha's hand a little as you heard the locks of the door being opened.

For your luck, your sister opened it, she was the only person in your family who accepted you, your brother does too but he doesn't talk to you anymore.

He doesn't contact anyone from the family and in some ways you wanted that too but you still had a sister who you loved too much to abandon her.

You let go of Natasha as you hugged your sister "Finally you're here"

You smiled at her words, as you pulled away, you were about to introduce Natasha but your sister beat you to it as she pulled her in for a hug "Ah you must be Natasha, you are so much prettier in person than on pictures with Y/n"

The redhead let out a laugh "Thank you, but you're stunning too"

You raised your brows at them "Okay, quit flirting with each other, I am hungry"

Natasha smirked as she finally moved away from your sister "Are you jealous детка (baby)?"

You rolled your eyes "In your dreams Romanoff"

Your sister smiled, she never seen you like this, you were happy and she loved that because you rarely were happy "Don't worry Y/n/n, I only have a small crush on Natasha"

You looked over at your sister who found it amusing to tease you "I am sure your husband will be thrilled to find out about this"

She gasped "You wouldn't!"

You smiled as you reached for your phone "Oh I would"

Your sister launched at you as she tried to get the phone out of your hand, Natasha had a smile across her lips because her and Yelena were the same.

One teased another, but minus the gun pointing and choking each other to near death, she titled her head at the thought and shrugged it off as your mother came out to see what is happening.

"What in the world is happening here?" She questioned as she had a confused expression across her face.

You and your sister parted rather quickly, back when this has happened you would end up bent over a stall and got wacked with a belt for messing around.

You both mutter an apology and then you finally greeted your mom, it was a little awkward but definitely you could last in the house because of it,

As you parted, your mother frowned "You brought a friend to a family dinner?"

You looked over at Natasha who was about to say something but you managed to cut her off "I will get to that in a second mom, lets walk inside and not have dad wait for me"

This has taken back Natasha, she had a lot of questions, why didn't you just say she was your girlfriend? Were you embarrassed? But that was cut short when you took her hand in yours and pulled her towards where you assumed was your dad.

As soon as you saw him you let go and walked over to him, giving him a gentle kiss on her cheek and a hug as a greeting form from you, this time Natasha walked behind you, she wanted to get involved.

As you parted, Natasha extended her hand to shake his "Hello Mr Y/l/n"

He had a gentle smile across his face "Ah hello, I remember Y/n mentioning someone coming, i thought she was going to finally bring a boy but this is okay too"

You sighed as you faced the other way, realising that nothing changed, in this moment you didn't even want to tell them you're dating the redhead but now you had to.

"Oh, I think you have it wrong-" She was going to correct him but you butted in.

"How about, I show you something upstairs Natasha?" You wanted to take her hand but you knew it would make this more hard.

She gave you a frowned but either way she nodded and followed you up to a room, she assumed it was your room by the looks of the interior.

As she closed the door, you immediately attached yourself to her as you placed a sweet kiss on her lips, not wanting her to speak for now, it was harder to explain.

She pulled away from you with a smile that you always managed to put on her lips, she wanted to say something but once again your lips got in the way.

You pulled away as you whispered "No talking"

Natasha nodded, wanting nothing more than to just kiss you and feel you against her again, she treasured this side of you in her heart, she loved when you were needy of her attention because she had a lot to give.

As her hands slid down to your lower back you knew that what she wanted, you knew you wanted it but not here, this house wasn't sound proof and the redhead knew how to get out every little bit of sound out of you.

You smiled in the kiss as you pulled away but Natasha had different plans for you, she moved her lips down to your neck, wanting nothing more than to leave a mark.

You chuckled as you pulled yourself away from her to stop her from marking your neck "Not here, if my dad sees this, I don't see it end well for you"

Natasha nodded, fully aware of the consequences but still wanting to taste you, her hands found your hips as she pulled you back into her, giving you another kiss.

Just as she was about to push you against the wall and just do whatever you allow her to do, someone knocked on the door, you sighed knowing that this would happen.

Natasha still pushed you against the wall, pushing a leg between your legs, making sure to cover your mouth with her hand to prevent any moaning to escape.

She opened the door as she peaked out to see her sister on the other side "Hey, can you tell Y/n that dinner is ready to be served but they are waiting up on you both"

Natasha nodded as she closed the door, and looked back at you, eyes on the her the whole time as you felt light friction of her leg against your centre.

A muffled moan managed to escape from your mouth, the redhead knew what she was doing, she unbuttoned your jeans as she slipped her hand into your panties.

Pressing her palm against your warm centre, your back arced of the wall a little, another knock came but this time someone spoke up "Y/n come on down, father is getting impatient"

Natasha moved her hand off your mouth as she inserted two of her fingers inside you "Coming!"

She smirked, she didn't even manage to properly work you and you were already close, it didn't take long for you to reach your peak, crumbling as your legs gave in, but Natasha held you with her body.

You knew if yous don't go now, they will come inside here, so you placed your hand on Natasha shoulder "We need to go"

She nodded as she took her hand out and cleaned it off, as she watched your reaction, as much as you wanted to push her on your bed and show off, you couldn't.

You button up your jeans and walked out of the room having the Russian following you, as you took your places at the table, and had your mom equally spread the food amongst everyone.

The conversation was random and you kept getting more nervous at the thought of telling them, that was until your mother finally did it for you "So are you going to tell us why you brought a friend to dinner?"

You swallowed the nerves that were sitting at the edge of your throat and nodded before finally telling them, you put your hand on the table where Natasha's was.

Taking her hand into yours "I brought Natasha here because I wanted her to meet yous and finally for yous to meet her, as she is my girlfriend"

Your mother frowned "Well we know shes a girl and a friend"

You shook your head "No mom, I am dating her, we are a couple, like you and dad"

Her frown was still there "I don't understand, you're sleeping with a girl?"

You nodded "I wouldn't say it like that but yes"

Natasha for a moment felt proud, that was until your mother words shot that pride "You're telling me that instead of finding yourself a nice boy to marry in the future, you're still playing around in this- this phase of yours?"

Your father had a stone cold face at the news, which worried you a lot, his silence always had you worried, your sister was annoyed with them.

"What is wrong with them being together?" Your sister questioned with an angry tone.

Your mother wasn't letting down "What did I do to deserve this? Where did I go wrong? Why can't you just be normal like your sister and marry a boy!"

Your eyes started to sting at their words, you didn't expect this, you thought they might just disapprove but not this, Natasha narrowed her eyes at them.

Your dad stood up "If you choose this path to go down then we must do what we can, this is your punishment, you are no longer my daughter"

Your heart broke at his words, you always looked up to him as a kid, he always protected you from harms way and your mothers insults, your sister stood up as she banged her hands on the table.

"This is ridiculous! This is not harmful at all, father you are crossing many lines here" Your sisters tone had a warning to it.

In the heat of this, you stood up and ran to your room, as you locked yourself in there. your sister and Natasha both looked back at you, knowing that one of them needed to go to you.

Your sister didn't waste a second as she followed you, Natasha stood up as she looked at your parents "you two should be ashamed that you think treating your child like that is acceptable"

Your mother rolled her eyes "This is your fault, if it wasn't for you brainwashing her, she would've finally married some hard working boy"

Natasha rolled her eyes in disbelief and anger at their words, she knew this was a battle not worth winning, she hurried upstairs just like before but she was met with a sight of your sister pleading for you to let her in.

She saw Natasha, her eyes beamed "Please, maybe you can get in"

Natasha nodded as she walked up to the door, your sister walked down to reason with her parents, see what is wrong with them, as Natasha leaned against the door.

"Hey детка (baby) can you open the door for me?" She expected to be waiting out here and beg you.

But the door opened to reveal you with trails of tears rolling down your face, she was quick to advance towards you, her arms snaking around your body, puling you close as you let out a sob that you tried to suppress.

She took couple steps in still holding you, closing the door with her foot as she slowly moved with you to the bed, so you could sit down, as you did, she placed herself in front of you, holding your hands, occasionally letting one hand fall to your thigh to give it a reassuring squeeze,

Natasha understood why you tried to keep her quiet, you wanted to spend a moment with them before everything blew up like it did now, "Y/n/n"

Her voice made you look up, suddenly feeling embarrassed for her to see you like this, Natasha wiped your tear with her thumb, she never seen you this upset before, it hurt her because all she wanted was to take that away.

"This is so embarrassing" You finally spoke up as your voice was small at first.

"Not at all дорогой (darling), I think you're brave for walking out because I would be near to killing him" She spoke as she caressed your cheek.

That caused a small laugh to escape your mouth, but it dead as soon as it came.

"Can we hug? the way I like it?" You asked and without any hesitation, she nodded.

As she sat back down, opening her arms for you and you being more than happy to hug her, as you sat on her nap with both of your legs of either side of her hips, letting one of her hands play with your hair and the other gently slide her hand down your back, knowing how much that always calmed you down.

Your chin was resting on her shoulder, as more tears rolled down your face, you felt guilty, how could you let Natasha witness such abuse from them, you thought she might take you as a weakling.

"I'm sorry" You cried in her arms.

"Nothing to be sorry for, Baby, you have me to protect you now, they can't do anything to you" Natasha was quick to reassure you, she didn't want you to think that she would think less of you, not everything is under people's control she knew that.

She placed a kiss on your cheek, whispering as many reassurances you needed, you moved away from her shoulder, finally looking into your partners eyes.

The emerald orbs that stared back right at you, made you realise that you loved this woman, you loved that she had your back, you felt safe with her.

Yous managed to finally stand up, you both came to an agreement that yous were going to ditch, take your sister with you so she can meet the team instead of staying here in this toxic place.

As Natasha was going to walk out first, you pulled on her hand as you pulled her back, wanting nothing more than to kiss her, so you did, you felt her hand on your hips, giving it a light squeeze.

But yous were interrupted by your parents bursting inside, your father boiling at the sight of you kissing a woman, "This will not happen under my roof"

He walked over as he grabbed your arm but Natasha stopped him, grabbing onto him "Don't touch her"

He narrowed his eyes and tried to get out of her grip to kick you out but he underestimated women, especially Natasha, her grip tightened "I said don't touch her"

"I don't like to repeat myself, so you're going to hear it once, you and your wife are going to move out of our way as we go, if you try anything I promise you, I won't be your only enemy" She was scary, no one really understood that until they experience it first hand.

Your mother was livid, she stood there shocked "You're just going to let her talk to us like that Y/n?"

You looked at her "Yes, because for the first time in my life, someone else other than my siblings stood up for me, I love her, mom and if yous can't accept that then that is your problem"

Natasha wanted more than anything to look over and show her true reaction but she had to appear terrifying in front of your parents, she let go of your dad as he stumbled back slightly.

You held onto Natasha's arm, intertwining your hands together "If you're gonna disown me then know that it's for the best, I was doing okay without yous and I am sure I will be better now"

They were taken back, usually you just sat there and took their abuse but this time you didn't, you put your foot down and along with the Russian and your sister, yous left.

As you and Natasha got into the car, those words couldn't leave her mind, you loved her, a feeling she was scared to show in case you would run away.

Before Natasha started her car, she looked over at you, you looked at her with confusion to why yous aren't moving off, she had a gentle smile across her face.

"Why are you smiling like that?" You asked with a smile across your lips.

"What you said in there- Did you actually mean it?" She asked, being scared that maybe you just said it to get them off your back.

You knew what she was referring to "Of course, I love you Nat"

She beamed at your words, her hand found itself on your face, pulling you in for a kiss, wanting to take a moment to soak those words in "I love you too"

Of course, that day was something else but in the end it made you realise that she was the person who was going to be by your side no matter what.

Ever since that day, your parents didn't contact you, even if they disowned you, you still wanted to give them one more chance, even if your sister thought otherwise.

Your proposal was delayed as Thanos became an issue, even if everything went well, he died, everything changed, Natasha changed, not in a bad way but the way she saw life was a lot different.

Many died fighting Thanos and that only made her want to be more prepared for the next threat. There was slight distance but you knew her better than anyone else.

So you decided to propose to her, not waste anymore time that has already passed. You managed to convince her to spend some time with the team instead of constantly training.

As you secretly went to meet with her parents, they were going to visit soon but you had to do it before Natasha would spend most of the time with them.

They didn't live too far but you still had to steal one of the jets from the compound to get there, as you arrived, you were met with a party, which was shocking as Natasha always explained that they never liked that type of stuff.

As you walked in, no one even noticed that you were there, that's when you noticed the team, which made you more confused, why were they there in the first place?

You walked up to Sam, who looked sober but that quickly changed when you saw his eyes held that intoxication look "What are you guys doing here?"

He smiled at your presence "We are here to party!"

That made the people raw at his words, it wouldn't been funny if you weren't in a rush to find Natasha parents, but of course before you could do that, she appeared out of no where.

"Oh my goshhh, it's my girlfriend, how are you my sexy детка (baby)" She was quick to snake her arm around you waist pulling you closer to her.

You had a smile from her affection, but you knew she was drunk from the way she spoke "What are you doing here Nat?"

She smiled "Tony wanted to have a party and I knew Alexi needed to chill out with us so here we are"

You laughed it off but that stopped when what happened next shocked you, as you tried to gently get out of Natasha's grasp, she grabbed your right ass cheek with her hand and the other she smacked pretty hard.

That caused a gasp escape your mouth as a smirk appeared on hers "Natasha! Your parents are around"

She nuzzled her face into your neck "God I regret not fucking you sooner, I miss you"

It would've worked if there wasn't a chance for everyone to witness her wanting to publicly fuck you, you managed to push her away, leaving her just wanting more.

"Nat babe, maybe later, I am in a rush" You spoke to her as you kissed the tip of her nose.

She frowned "Where to?"

"I am looking for someone" You told her half truth, not wanting her to find out.

She nodded as her attention was pulled away from you by Bucky and Yelena challenging to do shots "I want to join!"

That was your chance, you needed to find Alexi and Melina before they got drunk and started to do anything the team dared them to, as you walked around the house that you were slightly familiar with.

You were able to locate Alexi by his strong voice and accent, he was somewhere in one of the rooms, you managed to find him with Melina in the same room, they were discussing something.

"I am telling you, something is wrong with them" Alexi voiced his concern to his wife.

You didn't mean to eavesdrop on their conversation but it was a pure accident, "It does seem like it, maybe we should question them about it?"

You walked in, knowing you couldn't keep listening to their conversation "Alexi, Melina, I was looking for yous"

They both faced you with smiled across their faces "We were just talking about you, which is why we need to talk to you"

You nodded "Okay, sure, what's up?"

Melina gestured for your to sit down to which you did, she then crossed her arms "we are worried about you and Natasha.."

You frowned "Worried about us? Why?"

"We noticed that Natasha hasn't been that in love with you anymore" Alexi spoke quite bluntly which earned him an elbow in the side from Melina.

Now you were worried "What do you mean? You guys think she doesn't love me anymore?"

Melina gave you a reassuring smile "No. It's just that she seems more distant than normal"

It still made you worry, you came in here to ask her hand in marriage and now that they said that, it made your thoughts spiral "I mean it kinda makes sense, we haven't slept with each other for months, she only gets touchy when she drinks"

You covered your face with your hands "Oh god, I feel so embarrassed now, I came here to ask yous if I can have her hand in marriage, I want to marry her but if this is true then she will reject me"

"At least you won't humiliate yourself now" Alexi commented with a laugh that was cut off when Melina smacked the back of his head with her hand.

Melina kneeled in front of you "I think you should go for it, it's only our assumption that could be wrong, and I really hope it is because she is always so happy with you"

You looked up at her "So you two approve?"

She nodded with a smile "Of course, we ship yous to the moon and back"

Alexi kneeled too "She is right, I approve because my little girl is finally happy and stressed free and if yous haven't rubbed private parts together then don't-"

Melina pushed him as he fell to the ground which made him shut up and stop making this situation any worse "Don't listen to him, sometimes he just doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut"

it made you laugh to which you nodded and decided to leave them two be to their own stuff that they wanted to do, even if you still had slight doubt about this but you took a deep breath and tried your best to not think about it but fully focus on making this perfect.

You were ready to ask her, but you remembered Nicki, the scary man that would kill you if you broke Natasha heart, you knew he would be around here, controlling the team if anything went out of hand.

Even if he always said that the team wasn't his responsibility, but you knew deep down that he cared for everyone here, you were able to locate him pretty fast, he hang around Natasha.

You walked up to him as you leaned on your side "Hey Fury, can we talk somewhere quiet?"

He eyed you before agreed and allowing you to follow him out in the balcony "What did you want?"

"I know your busy with the party but I have an important question to ask" You spoke quite sternly, you felt that he liked those type of conversations.

"I know Natasha is like a daughter for you, she speaks about you all the time and it's nice to know that someone is looking after her too, so I felt like this was important to her too" You started to explain, not wanting to waste any more time.

"Get to the point Y/l/n" He crossed his arms as he kept his eyes on your face.

"I want to ask if I can have Natasha's hand in marriage, she means the world to me and after Thanos and everything, I have wasted enough time to know that I want to spend the rest of my life with her" You asked the dreading question, wanting it to be a positive outcome.

He kept quiet as he stared into your sole for a whole long moment, until he cracked a smile "Of course! I approve, marry her Y/n, she deserves to be happy, just like you"

You were quite taken back from his sudden approval, you thought it was going to be a lot more harder but nevertheless you weren't going to argue against that.

He gave you a quick hug and hurried you out to contiune planning your proposal, which you did, but not before you dragged Natasha with you back to the compound.

The whole time her mouth was just attached to your skin, but the words of Alexi kept replying in your mind, maybe it was time to talk to her about it rather than hide behind planning.

As the new day came, you found yourself sleeping in the bed alone again, you sat up and noticed a paper by your phone, you took it "We have to talk, meet me by the jets at 5PM"?

You frowned, can't she talk to you like a normal person after waking up? Not leave letters, even after asking Fury and Melina along with Alexi for Natasha's hand in marriage, you still had slight doubt.

What if they were right, that she was completely out of love with you, what if her distancing herself from you was a sign that you decided to ignore?

You didn't want this doubt, god no, you wanted to believe that she was so in love with you, that she has spent most of her time imagining how it would be to spend the rest of her life with you.

You decided to leave the note where it was, changing in the bathroom and heading to see if the team left for a mission to justify why Natasha was gone in the morning.

But as you walked in the living area, everyone was there, literally the whole team except Natasha "Hey"

They all looked at you, blank expression before smiling hugely at your face "Hey"

You could see by Sam's eyes he had a hangover, pillow over his head to block out too much noise and light, causing you to laugh at him "Someone drunk wayyy too much"

He pointed his finger up as if to warn you but you knew he wouldn't do anything, you sat down next to Steve "Are there any missions for today?"

He shook his head "Uh no, Fury knew that most of us was going to be drunk so he decided against assigning anyone for the time being"

You nodded, this confirmed that Natasha ran away from you in the morning, not wanting to talk to you but leave a note, you didn't even want to talk to her anymore.

So you stood up, as you walked off to spend your time elsewhere, and that was with Maria Hill, you and her were closer than now, well closer before you gotten with Natasha.

It was obvious to everyone that she had a big crush on you, you weren't stupid, she told you herself before you dated Natasha but you never felt that towards her to which she respected.

Even if she still flirts with you and sometimes you flirt back as a joke, it's nothing serious, as you sat on her desk, waiting for her to stroll in and start her work, you knew she would love your company.

It didn't take long for her to walk in, she didn't notice you as her head was down too busy in the papers in her hand, you took that as an opportunity to scare her.

You got off the desk as quietly as you could and walked towards her, with a smile "Hill!"

The sudden scream made Maria jump, she swung with the papers in hand, if you were any closer she would've hit you, you raised your brows at her "Are you planning to kill someone?"

She closed her eyes for a brief moment to take a breath, which helped her calm her heart, she opened her eyes as she was finally met with your grinning face.

"Someones you act like a dick" She answered as she gave you a glare.

You shrugged "How else am I suppose to annoy you?"

She shook her head as she proceeding to walk forward but forgetting that she dropped something, making her trip and fall straight ahead, you not having enough time to react, made you both fall to the ground.

Maria on top of you, your noses close to touching which indicated how close yous ended up to each other, you started to chuckle " Never took you as a top Hill"

That caused a blush to spread across her cheeks "Seems like you're lacking more than that"

You smirked "Are you just going to stay like this, pinning me down or are you going to get up?"

She rolled her eyes, getting up and giving you a helping hand, somehow yous still were close, the issue was the this was purely innocent interaction, but as Fury walked past and saw yous being way too close.

He raised his brow ever so slightly at the scene and walked on, as you took couple steps back and sat on the desk again, it was pleasant to be around Maria again, as much as Maria tried to distant herself, she missed you, your friendship that you could only offer her.

You didn't spend too much time over there, you still had other stuff to do, you didn't have a completely day off, you still had to do some reports that Steve asked you to do and then help out Wanda with dinner, even if you weren't going to attend it.

And that's what you did, after 5 hours of being busy, you lost track of time, you wandered into the balcony, looking at the slowly setting dark that consumed the city.

Whilst you stood there, Natasha walked into Maria's office, in hopes of finding you here, that's where Fury saw you last, being way too close to the brunette.

Natasha hoped that she wouldn't see something that would kill her inside out, she trusted you but that didn't mean her doubts disappeared.

She saw no one but Hill, sitting by her desk, with a light on as she was reading something over, that caused the redhead to relax for a moment.

"Where's Y/n?" Natasha asked as she had her arms crossed.

Maria barely looked up to know that it was your girlfriend, she shrugged, which caused the Russian to huff in slight annoyance "She has been here, where did she go?"

This made Maria look up "I don't know, I don't have a tracker on her.. But it seems like you do"

The Russian rolled her eyes "Just keep your distant Hill, I am dating her not you"

Maria crossed her arms that were placed on the desk "By the looks of it, I have more of a chance to score a date than you do, even if you're dating her."

That caused Natasha to frown, you must've told Maria your doubts instead of the redhead "Well sorry to disappoint but she doesn't feel the same about you"

Maria shrugged "That's how it all starts but then you spend time with someone and those feelings form.."

Hill's face lit up in a teasing form "Oh wait, didn't that happen with you and Y/n?"

Natasha knew she shouldn't let that get to her, she knew she should just talk to you and get this sorted but the way Maria seemed so confident that you would form feelings for her, made her worry, she couldn't lose you..

The redhead rushed out, hoping to find you with the team, even if you weren't there the first time she was there. You didn't notice that you missed the time you were suppose to meet Natasha, even if you noticed, you didn't think that you would turn up.

Not after her leaving you in the morning with a note, maybe it was because you thought she was going to tell you that she didn't love you.

As you stood on the balcony, leaning on the railing, looking down and just admiring how each light turned on as more dark it got, that's when you felt some kind of warmth next to you.

You looked over to see Yelena, you didn't say anything and just looked back at the city but that didn't stop the blonde to say something "So you're hiding here"

"Not hiding at all, I'm just admiring the city" You answered her still with your eyes glued to the scenery in front of you.

She nodded "Well, Natasha is looking for you.."

You laughed through your nose "Seems like she's making other do the searching for her"

Yelena was taken back by your bitterness "Why are you angry with her?"

You looked down at your hands "I know she fell out of love with me, I don't know if I can face her, knowing she is going to leave me"

Yelena was clearly confused "Uh, I don't know who told you that but she looked worried, she mentioned Maria for some reason, she was desperate to find you so I don't find she was going to break up with you."

You frowned "But Alexi said-"

Yelena rolled her eyes "If you listen to him, you'll end up in jail like him so whatever he said about Natasha's feeling shouldn't even matter, he doesn't know anything"

Yelena was right, if anything she would know more about Natasha than Alexi or Melina, she closer to the Russian, you looked away from her as you covered your face with your hands.

"God I am so stupid, normally I wouldn't even pay attention to that, but she has been so distant lately that somehow it all connect" You explained as you moved your hands away.

Yelena nodded "She didn't tell me much but from what I know, it's just best to talk to her"

You knew Yelena would never tell Natasha's secrets, she had her back which made you adore their relationship as siblings, you smiled at her and nodded.

"Well then I guess this is just the perfect timing, I already asked everyone, can I have Natasha's hand in marriage" You stood straight as she faced you.

You shrugged with a slight eye roll "Technically this applies to parents and all that but you are important to her and frankly to me too"

Yelena smiled "Thank you, now do you want to me go get her or do you want to go?"

You sighed, knowing that you had to finally face her "I'll do it"

She nodded with a delicate smile, knowing that was the best decision, she waved you goodbye as she went off to annoy Kate and let you finally go after Natasha.

You took couple breaths in, as you walked out in the hall and made your way towards the living area, knowing that Natasha was going to be.

As you walked in, Natasha was pacing from one point to another which caused a small smile to spread across your lips, Yelena was right, she was worried.

Tony rolled his eyes "Can you just stand still, you're starting to annoy me"

She looked over at him with a glare "Shut up! What if something happened to Y/n? How am suppose to find her?"

Bucky's eyes founds yours from across the room "There is no need for that"

Natasha looked at him confused, she was going to open her mouth to question him but it was like a bulb lit up in her head, catching on what he meant, her head whipped to where his eyes were.

Finally laying her eyes on your beautiful face, she stood glued to her spot, not being sure if she should embrace you, but she followed her gut feeling.

She walked up to you and pulled you in for a hug, closing her eyes at the feeling of you hugging her back, you didn't feel stiff at the affection that was a good sign to Natasha.

Steve looked up now noticing the sight in front of him "Finally"

Natasha pulled away, still holding you with her arms, rolling her eyes and looking back at you "Can we talk?"

"Please Y/n take her away from us, its just pure torture" Tony pleaded with you as he stood up to get another drink.

You chuckled at his tone and nodded to Natasha, taking her hand in yours and pulling her out to the balcony that you were there not long ago.

Yous stood close to each other but not too close, giving that space in between each other, you leaned your side on the railing, not wanting to say anything first.

She took your hand into hers "Look, I am not going to lie to you, I went to Maria, Nick told me you was there as she was all over you, and she said something that me wonder.."

Your brows furrowed in confusion "What did she say?"

Natasha shook her head "I don't want to ruin your friendship with her but she said she has more of a chance to have you than me.."

Your confusion was still there, you did tell her your doubt about what Alexi said, it must've gave some sort of hope for Maria, the Russian continued "And it just made me wonder if you have any sort of feelings for Maria"

There was obvious fear in Natasha's eyes, it hurt you to see that, you instantly shook your head "No, of course not, I have stated to her clearly that I don't feel the same way about her."

"I know, but after all you can form those feelings after spending time with someone" She voiced her concern to you.

"Maybe so but I never saw Maria as more than a friend, I don't think you realise how much you mean to me, I was going insane thinking you fell out of love with me after what Alexi said" You raised your face a little, more from trying to make it clear to the Russian.

Now Natasha had the frown "Alexi? What did he say?"

You sighed "I noticed that you distanced yourself from me Nat, and I went to Melina and Alexi yesterday, for something.. They noticed your distancing too and Alexi said that you don't seem to be that in love with me anymore"

A single tear slid down your face at the thought of Natasha leaving you, she used her free hand to wipe that ear, making her look up at her with her thumb and index finger.

"I swear to god that man has it coming from me" Natasha shook her head slightly at the thought of Alexi messing everything up.

The corners of your mouth tugged up slightly, Natasha moved her hand as she placed it on your cheek, her thumb slightly caressing your skin "I love you. I love you. I love you"

You smiled "I love you too"

"God Y/n I love you so much, that it hurts, I can't imagine my life without you, I am sorry that I distant myself, I just needed some space after everything with Thanos, I regret not talking to you about it, please don't leave" Her other hand cupped the other side of your cheek, holding your face as she stared into your eyes.

You gripped her upper arms "I wish you did speak to me, we would've avoided this big misunderstanding but I am glad we did now, I never want to leave nor do I want to lose you"

She moved her face towards you, leaning her forehead against yours, you felt the moment was right, you moved your hand to your back pocket, you carried the ring with you in case there was a moment that made everything perfect.

What else was perfect than you and the redhead standing under the stars, having no doubts or worries, just love, that love that drove yous both to this.

You pulled away, making Natasha drop her hands from your face, you looked down at the ring, making the redhead look down too, the instant confusion that spread across her face made you understand that she had no clue.

You cleared your throat as you kneeled down on my knee, putting the little black box in front of you, and opening it for Natasha to see the ring.

"Natalia Alianovna Romanova will you do me the honours and marry me?" You asked, having no doubt that she was going to reject you.

She smiled at you using her full name "I will marry you Y/n, now and a million times if that's what you want"

You took her hand after taking out the ring out of the box and slipping that bad boy on her finger, watching as she admired the knew jewellery on her finger.

She leaned down as she placed a kiss on your lips, making you both sigh at the feeling, knowing how long it has been since yous properly gave each other the attention.

You stood up, not breaking the kiss, knowing that any longer and Natasha would be dragging you away to the bedroom and if you were honest, you would follow her without a complain.

That's when most of the team rushed in with phones in hands, making you pull away and get hugged by everyone at the same time, squeezing you even closer to Natasha.

It was a good day in the end for you, and even better to come as you and Natasha now had a better thing to do and that was to plan your wedding.

Something you never thought you would be doing in your life but here you were with your love, happier than ever, standing in the dressing room of the wedding venue, worried that you didn't look as perfect as you wanted.

Yelena and Wanda stood guard of yours and Natasha's rooms, so yous didn't slip out and see each other, they even scold yous separately that it's bad luck but it all felt uncomfortable without the Russian being by your side.

There were some complications that made you worry, this day was suppose to go perfect, it is suppose to be perfect but with the cake missing and the avengers spread out thin, Wanda along with Yelena had to help out.

Even if Peter was suppose to keep an eye out on your rooms, he was busy himself, so Natasha took her chance as she tiptoed to your room, opening it to reveal you in the most stunning dress that she has ever seen.

You fit in it like butter on toast, you looked like a queen in her eyes "Woah"

You turned around quickly as your eyes widen at the sight of your wife to be standing in front of you "Close your eyes! you're not suppose to see me!"

Natasha rolled her eyes but still had a smile "I don't care, I want to see my wife"

She walked up to you taking your hand in hers, feeling that happiness and those butterflies in her stomach at this moment, just like at the beginning of yours relationship.

"I would marry you right here" Natasha blurted out, her eyes dropped down ever so often as she couldn't stop taking you in.

You had a blush across your cheeks at her words "We are going to be married in couple hours"

Natasha shook her head "I want it now"

You chuckled "Well you have to wait baby"

She pulled your hand to her mouth as she held eye contact with you "I love you"

You had a huge smile across your lips, you loved this Natasha, the Natasha that wasn't afraid of being vulnerable with you, she had her heart displayed right in front of you each time and it called out your name.

She kissed up your hand until she reached the sleeve of your dress, she moved to your collarbone then to your neck and giving your lips a teasing taste of her kiss, leaving you to want more.

"I can't wait to kiss you in front of everyone" She whispered as she was inches away from your lips.

You smirked "You mean in front of Maria?"

Natasha tilted her head slightly, closing her eyes "Her too"

You would've rolled your eyes if they weren't closed already "Just remember that I am marrying you, not her"

That had her smiling like an idiot "I know, she will never find out the places that makes you weak in the knees"

You was going to open your eyes to look at her but before you could do that, she pulled you in for a promising kiss, one that promised a future that you could only dream off.

Her hand was on your lower back, pulling you even more closer if that was possible, your hands were on her neck pulling her in too, it was like a spell so compelling that you just couldn't stop.

She pulled away, smirking, knowing that it worked, that you would be staring at her hungrily after this, and that's exactly what was happening.

She pulled away from you entirely, making you miss her closeness within seconds "I better get going before they notice I am not in my dressing room"

You nodded "Go before I lock you in here with me and I won't let you out"

She smirked as she nodded, walking towards the door, she turned once more "Think of me when you're trying to relief some of that stress"

There it was, that feeling at the bottom of your stomach, with the way she spoke and put that imagine in your head just turned you on more but you had to control yourself.

You shooed her out and made sure to lightly touch up the makeup that Natasha manage to ruin, as time went by everything was ready, the only thing that was to do was for you to walk out.

You hoped to see your parents, your dad who was going to walk you down the aisle, it would make this day even more better knowing that they finally accepted it.

You sent those invites, you waited for some sort of answer back but nothing, you still had slight hope as you stood now in from to the door that was blocking you from seeing Natasha.

You wanted to cry but you knew you couldn't, you needed to be strong and enjoy this evening, this was an important day for you, you accomplished so much and you were proud of yourself.

If your parents didn't see that then that was their problem even if that made you sad, you sighed as it was the time to walk out, Steve was suppose to walk you out but instead Maria appeared by your side.

You was a little confused but decided to not question it, she was your friend, you hooked your arm with hers and slowly started to walk towards where Natasha stood.

Her eyes never leaving you, you wanted to just walk over to her and kiss her right there and then but you knew better, "Isn't it ironic that you're walking me down to watch me get married?"

She rolled her eyes playfully "You know Y/n, I love you and I want you to be happy, even if that's not with me. Not a single bit of me would rather be there, butt that's how it must be and I can't change that"

Yous stopped at the end, you turned to her and hugged her "Thank you"

You pulled away as you looked into her eyes "Maybe under different circumstances and universe, you would be the one waiting to marry me, but not in this one"

She nodded with a sad smile but there was nothing she could do, she let go of you and finally let you focus on the most important part of this day.

Natasha trusted you, and she learnt to trust Maria too, she knew that the brunette would never try anything without your consent and that's what she valued in Maria.

As you stood in front of the Russian, all she could do is stare at you. nothing else matter, just you in this moment, how each event lead you here with her.

As the ceremony started, you each repeating the words after the priest, he was the first priest to marry the same sex couple and was more than honour to do that.

" do you take as your

"Y/n Y/l/n do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in (holy) matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

You smiled "I do"

"Natalia Alianovna Romanova do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in (holy) matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

Natasha reached her hand to take yours in hers "I do"

He had a smile across his lips "Well then repeat after me"

"I, Natalia Alianovna Romanova, take you Y/n Y/l/n, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part." She repeated after him, not looking away and not even tripping over her words, she was ready to spend the rest of her life with you.

"I, Y/n Y/l/n, take you Natalia Alianovna Romanova, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part." You repeated the same thing, wanting to make it clear to everyone that was here.

As you and Natasha exchanged the rings, it was the moment where he announced yous wife and wife, the best part of this whole ceremony.

"Should anyone present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace" He loudly stated, making sure that everyone heard.

That's when your parents stormed in "We do! This is wrong"

Your heart stopped, you didn't expect them to show up but to show up like this, ruining your special day. You looked over at them, eyes filled with tears, cursing under breath how your parents could do that.

Natasha already got to work, she cupped your face, pulling your eyes away from them and making you look into hers "Heyyy, Y/n. You're okay, this day is about us"

Steve and Thor already sprang to action, dragging your parents out and kicking them out just like they had done years ago to you, there were whispers around the church.

"Quiet down!" The priest shouted out, causing everyone to shut up and finally pay attention to where it was the most important.

He looked down at you "Are you okay to continue?"

You nodded, trying your best to wipe the tears to not ruin the make up and look worse on your pictures. Natasha gave your hand a reassuring squeeze, reminding you she was here, she was your armour to the bad stuff, she has your back in everything.

"By virtue of the authority vested in me under the laws of the State I now pronounce you wife and wife." He announced with a loud cheer following that.

"You may kiss the brides" He added as he stepped back, letting the spotlight fall only on the two of you.

You let out a nervous chuckle before letting Natasha delicately pull you into a forever sealing kiss, this was it, the moment that made your future more clear than ever.

As yous parted, walking hand in hand down the aisle, just as yous passed the door, Natasha pulled you into another kiss "I can't believe that now you are my wife"

You smiled as your eyes were closed "Your wife, gosh that sounds so perfect coming out of your mouth"

Natasha smirked "I know exactly what will come out of your mouth that will be perfect"

You nodded to agree with her, pulling her into another kiss and walked towards the car that was going to take everyone to the party, letting others say their vows about their brides.

It was fun to watch everyone say some embarrassing things, even if you didn't particularly enjoy the embarrassing parts but yous got through that.

As you danced with Natasha, being held close to each other, you wanted to be the happiest, this was one in the life time to marry that one love of your life.

But your mind was clouded with your parents, as you moved your head so you could look into Natasha's eyes, you spoke with a sad smile "I'm sorry about my parents, I really wanted this day to just be about us but they had to ruin it"

Natasha shook her head with a gentle smile "They didn't ruin it, we are still here, holding each other knowing that we are officially married, wife and wife, we won and they lost, they lost a battle that was never set with a win. We have each other whilst they have no one else to back them up"

"I don't want you to be sorry for them, they are responsible for their actions so they should be the ones to be sorry, they interrupted our time which makes them look bad" Natasha explained as she pulled you even more closer to her.

"детка (baby), I am happy with you here and I could care less what they are doing now, I am happy to be married and imagine our family expanding" Her free hand held your face, still moving her feet to keep up the dancing.

You nodded "You're right, we are stronger together than apart, this was just a little step back to have us end up here in this exact moment."

She nodded with happiness in her eyes "Exactly, now give me a kiss"

You obeyed and leaned in, giving her a kiss that she wanted, even if she tried her best to not make you pull away you knew you had to. Fury walked up to yous as he put his hand on both of your shoulders making yours pull away quickly to look at him.

He smiled widely "I just wanted to congratulate you both for this successful day, I serious wish you both a lot of happiness and health because you both are going to need it if you want to be here with each other."

"I know yous said no presents but I wanted to gift you two this" He handed you an envelope.

"Natasha is my daughter, not by blood but still my daughter and I want for her to have the best life a father would want, so please accept this, it would make me very happy" He squeezed Natasha's shoulder to which she gave him a smile.

You opened the envelope, having a letter inside of a purchase, you had a small frown but as you read the lines, it became clear "You are buying us a house?"

Natasha was just as shocked as you, she didn't expect such an expensive gift to be given, he nodded "I want yous to start a family somewhere, not in the compound or some junky ass apartment"

"We- We can't accept that Nick" You were first to talk but he was quick to shut you down.

"Please do, I don't beg but I am here to do that, take this as a gift of this wonderful day, I want that house to be full of your love" He begged yous.

Natasha smiled at him as she looked over at you "Thank you Nick, as much as this is too expensive, we will take it to make you happy"

She hugged him as she placed a kiss on his cheek "Thank you dad"

You heard her even if she whispered it to his ear, he was a little taken back but tried to stay put together, still he had a tears in his eyes as he parted away from Natasha, excusing himself as he left yous to be.

Just as he walked off, the music changed, making the whole team rush over to the dance floor, your sister being the first to drag you away from Natasha, partying with her to make you forget about anything that could worry you.

So this was your life lesson, taking a risk was everything, you were happy and didn't regret any choices you took along the way to get here.

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 Title : Defending Honor

Pairing : Poly!Avengers x Reader

Words : 8130

Warning : Smut (check the kinks) and Fluff

Notes : As usual Endgame happened without forever departure. None on the movie couples exist in this fic. F/B means famous backery.

Plot : Request from @im-a-satanic-ritual :  Can I ask for No. 19 that leads to 26 on your prompt list? And can I ask for No. 9, 13, 14, 22 and 30 or 29 on your kink list? For female!reader x all Avengers? I love your writing so much and anything will be amazing but I love good background to go with smut so if you could make this as long as you can? Thank you, I hope you have an awesome day!

Tag : @im-a-satanic-ritual

Masterlist // Request // Promptlist

Prompt scenario list : 

n°19 : Reader defends character(s) from mental/verbal abuse 

n°26 : Being worshipped by character(s)

Prompt kink list :

n°9 : Praise kink

n°13 : Group sex

n°14 : Dry humping

n°22 : Outdoor sex

n°29 : Cock warming

n°30 : Double Penetration 

Working for Pepper Potts as her personal assistant as its perks. I have the pleasure of working with one of the most impressive and hardworking woman from this century, as well as meeting the Avengers on an almost daily basis -as an assistant I’m sometimes, let’s say often, needed to help them with paperwork and planning meeting and stuff- it’s a hard work but I won’t change it for anything. Each morning I wake up from my bed happy to go to work, even on harder day -when there is a mission meeting for instance- I’m glad to be of any help.

That’s because of those friendship that I’m here right now, early in the morning, outside my room -as Pepper’s assistant I got to have a staff member’s appartment in an other wing of the compound- wearing a deep blue sport bra and dark short just to run and do some training with none other than the one and only Bucky Barnes ! Don’t get me wrong I love that guy and all, he’s sweet and funny a bit on the grumbly side sometimes but it’s part of his charm. The problem is that we don’t have the same stamina or even the same training routine. 

Working alongside the Avengers allows me to be on first name basis with all of them. I developped some sort of friendship with them over the course of the year I’ve been employed. First it was Thor with his overly warming attitude quickly followed by Wanda with whom I might share a hobby for cooking. Then I befriended Tony and Bruce as I was the one bringing them food and drinks because they both forget it when they’re to engrossed in their work. The next ones to fall for my friendlyness are Steve Bucky and Sam during my training -even if I’m not an Avengers I do a bit of workout to stay in shape-, the two spies Nat and Clint are close behind, my supposedly dorky and blunt attitude got me in their good grace. Finally I got to call Loki my friend, I didn’t think it would happen though, but we both love sitting in silence while reading a good literature book so it made our friendship obvious.

“Man why are you asking me to train with you ? Why not Steve or even Sam ?!” I ask him already tired in advance.

“Steve went on a mission early this morning and I don’t want to work out with birdbrain.” Answers Bucky calmly.

“I swear to god the both of you are like a married couple that can’t stand the sight of the other !” I laugh.

“Stop laughing at me and focus on the training, today we’re going to run to improve your stamina so get ready !”

Running is not my favorite thing to do I admit but with him it’s always relaxing, he even slow his own pace so I don’t feel like a failure, such a gentleman and a real pedagogue, he instantly understand how my mind works and what to do to get me focus.

We start from the compound and he then lead the way through small streets that few people use, until we arrive to bigger one. He keeps me focus, my mind goes everywhere, what am I gonna eat tonight, is it gonna be a hard day or not... I don’t see the time passe, I don’t get overly tired -which I’m proud of-, my training must have work then !

Almost an hour and a half later, we finish our run and start to walk back to the compound, we’re both sweaty so Bucky decide to take off his sweatshirt to only stay in his tank top, his metal arm visible for everyone. It’s not a problem, nor for me nor for the other Avengers...but for the public’s eyes apparently it still a bit early...or too much I don’t know. He contributes to protect and save their lives but he’s still treated as a villain, a monster devoid of a soul. I will never understand that, I will never tolerate that !

“Have you seen his arm ? And those scars ?! This is hideous !!” A mid-thirties woman whispers to her husband not knowing that she is not that discret.

“Don’t tell me about it, I don't even understand why he’s still walking free after all the wrong he did ! Guess being friend with mister Captain America can get you out of jail.” The man answers his wife with such venom in his words that I can see from the corner of my eyes Bucky bowing his head in shame and disconfort. How dare they !!

“Will you just fuck the shut up ?!!!” I don’t scream nor yell. I speak calmly, sternly with an expression that doesn’t allowed contradiction.

“Who the hell you think you are bitch ?!” Yell the woman.

“I’m the one that’s gonna make you stop pestering someone that’s never done anything wrong in his life. The wrong things you were talking about sir, it wasn’t him but the Winter Soldier ! I suggest you go do some research before speaking nonsense, right now it makes you seem like an idiot, in front of your wife what a shame for a man like you ! I stare at him in the eyes, a smirk slowly appearing on my face. As for you mam, haven’t you learn to never judge someone based on his appearance ? No ? How would you react if I do the same ? You know when we put that much make-up on our face it’s because what’s underneath is not really attractive, I mean are you deformed or what ?”

“Shut up bitch !” She yells hysterically.

“Wow ! So much repartee, I’m impressed really ! I look at Bucky who seems shocked by what hapened in front of him. I think it’s time to bid our goodbye is it Bucky ?”

“Ahem, yes it is !”

“Right let’s go then ! Oh wait, bit of advice...when you use face powder or else, don’t forget the hands and ears, or at least choose the right shade please !!” After that we all part ways hearing the woman screaming her lungs out at my insults.

Walking back in my personnal quarter, I have to go through a corridor with many meeting rooms. I check my phone to see if I have a text from Pepper telling what are going to be my tasks of the day but for now I have none, no news at all... she must be in a business meeting or doing important paperwork because usually, at this time of the day -it is now 8:30 am- I already know how my day will be filled with.

Bucky is impressed and also flattered that I would go out of my way to defend his honor this way. He didn’t think I would do that for him, he doesn’t know how to properly thank me instead of the usual words ‘thank you’. We both goes to different direction when arrive to the compound, he has to go trained the new agents and I have to go take a shower before going to work.

Crossing path with some agents, I come close to the biggest meeting room -the one for biggest reunion like the Sokovia Accords, Thanos’s snap, Tony’s snap and things like that- I’m still a bit far from it but I can hear some voices, one of them being the one and only Steve Rogers. I love him, like a lot, he’s so well mannered, so optimistic, so into people... It’s really different from the mentality of our time that it makes him adorable in a way..

Naively I thought it was someone praising him for his good deeds and the ones from the team, thanking him and them for always protecting the civilians risking their own life in the process. Such naivety !

“We need to create places where we can run tests on each individuals to determine if they are in fact with powers or not.” An elder man, almost bald, with a mustache and a bit on the chubbier side says calmly looking at Steve.

“With all due respect Senator, but you can’t force civilian or any human being to be tested to see if they have power or not ! I mean if they have power what would happen to them ?!”

“They would be taken to a hidden facility in order the see if they can be of any use of course.” He says this as if it was the most obvious thing.

“What if they’re not ?!” Asks Steve starting to get irritated.

“They’ll be gone.”

“Gone ?”

“In a blink of an eyes, just a press of a finger, just a shot and it’s done !” He sniggers.

“You can’t do that, they’re human being !”

“Listen up boy, we’re not in the 40′s anymore, we can’t expect to be saved only by the grace of the all mighty Captain America ! The world is ruthless, so we must need to be even more ruthless ! You don’t like it ?! I don’t care, as long as the majority of the people lives I’m ready to sacrifice a handful of them with no remorse ! You’re still this pathetic little boy unable to fight unless given some sort of drugs, you must grow boy, you’ll be the one leading them to the testing field, who can say no to you ?” Steve isn’t feeling that well I can see it in his eyes and in his general attitude, this man exudes negativity from each of his pores.

“You won’t !”

“I beg you pardon ?”

“You won’t do any of this !”

“What makes you say that ?”

“If you want this to be legal, you’ll have to present this ‘law’ to the Senat and it has to be voted by the majority -which will never happen-, no one with a mind of their own will let those kind of prospect see the light of day. It would imply that they themselves as well as their family will be put to the test ! It’s stupid, you all would find a way to be exempted from it -which is illegal-, and can be considered a trahison from the people toward the government itself, which will lead to your immediate expulsion from the Senat !”

“To prove this, you’ll need proof young Lady !”

“Lucky me we’re in the Avengers compound, owned by Tony Stark, and supervised by Friday his A.I which can hear and see everything and record it ! Those will be proof enough.”

“Are you theatening me ?!”

“Threatening is when you don’t or can’t act on it ! Personally I can and I will, the door is this way, you may take your leave now !”

I just get out of my well deserve shower when I hear my phone ping with a text notification. Pepper needs me in the lab, apparently Tony and Bruce are gonna be interviewed but the journalist has a reputation of puting his guest on the spotlight with all their past misdeeds or even with questions uncalled for. Not to be mean but this woman looks like a bimbo showing her assets around as if it’s gonna get her all the answers she wants. I mean what the hell girl ! Whatever, as I’m not affraid to speak my mind and that I’m no one in the public sphere so to speak, I’m basically their bodyguard without them knowing.

Once the senator is gone -furious and mumbling incoherent sentences- Steve come next to me to thank me, flabergasted by what he has been the witness of.

When I arrive the interview has already begun, I can see the both of them ill at ease. Crossed arms, furrowed brows, no need to be a telepathe to know they don’t like where this is going. 

“What would you say to the people who lost someone because of you !?” Asks the journalist tactless.

“First of that we’re really sorry for your loss.” Answers Tony.

“And that we didn’t mean for this to happen, in any way, we all sympathise with you all and try to do better.” Adds Bruce.

“Wow you look like a great couple finishing the sentence of the other. She chuckles. Must be hard to be like you !”

“What do you mean ?” Asks Bruce.

“I mean even if we’re in 2022, being gay is never easy, you haven’t done your coming out yet, and being a public figure must be even more difficult for you. At least you can count on each other during bad days am I right ?” She stares at them with fake friendship it’s disgusting to see this.

“Sorry Miss but we’re not gay !” Says Tony.

“No big deal guys, you like cocks that’s all, I’m sure the people will understand.” She really is going to show that crap interview on TV, how dare she !!

“I like cocks too !” Pepper as well as the other are now looking at me shocke written on their faces. I mean it’s not like it’s in my nature to shut up when people I care about are being so brutaly mistreated !

“What did you just say ?”

“I likes cocks too, vaginas as well of course, but cocks... I could live with cocks all day long, I’m sure you’re the same. I come to sit right next to her the camera now filming me. One in each hands, one in my pussy an other in the ass or my pussy again...I let a bit of silence to gain more confusion from them as well as much more disconfort. Maybe a last one in my mouth though sucking and licking an engorged clit is like heaven on earth am I right !?” I glare at her with a mix of disdain, fake smile, and mockery.

“Y-You’re crazy ! You are ruining my interview !”

“I’m sorry I thought we were here to discuss personnal affair...do you mean you don’t want to hear about that time I almost lost my virginity to a giantess and her Goliath dildo ?! You should it’s a great story full of tolerance !”

She’s fuming now, her once pale skin is now red as a tomatoe. Pepper is smiling eyes to hears because she knew I would do something like that, now we can be sure that this interview will be deleted. Tony and Bruce, not knowing this side of me don’t know how to react properly so just smile at me in gratitude.

Finally it is lunchbreak, I’m starving to death, all this bad feeling that surround me since this morning ! It’s really bothering me and I don’t understand how they can deal with this without punching a nose or two. Anyway, I get out of Pepper’s office in order to go to eat, I think I’m gonna go with lasagna and a Paris-Brest for a dessert.

The journalist is gone and Pepper and I get back to her deskroom to work some more until lunchbreak.

Walking happily toward the cafeteria I can see both Wanda and Natasha walking in the same direction as me, they seem a bit defeated, tired maybe, from a mission I suppose. It must be difficult for them, for the both of them, even more than the other guys. They are the only two women in the group and we all know what’s being said about them by the media and other ‘bloggers’. Either they are sexualised or treated like some sort of slut. This is appalling !

Waiting in line -they’re in the same one as me- I hear some male agents, older than them and appparently full on themselves, proud and narcissistic, talking to them -if we call that talking-.

“Hello girls, we heard your mission was pretty tough, too bad we weren’t there to have your back !” Says the brunet one, slighty caressing the side of Wanda’s arm.

“It’s not our first rodeo guys, we got it covered !” Replied Wanda taking her am out of him.

“That’s right but it would have been so much funnier with the both of us, we would have end the mission earlier, the blond one gets closer to Nat’s face, too close for my liking, and we could have some fun in the quinjet, you know what I mean !” 

“As flattering as it is we’re not interested !” Says Natasha assertively.

“Don’t be like that, we’re nice guys !”

“Listen, we’re hungry, tired and just want to be left alone.” Whispers Wanda.

“Stop playing hard to get, you’re all the same you want attention so you wear some tight fitting clothes that show all of your assets and then you get offended when guys tries to gently flirt with you !” Angrily stated the brunet.

“If you don’t want the attention,don’t act like you’re ready to get dick down, don’t wear revealing clothes ! You know that you want us you just have to admit it.” The both of them starts to get really handsy with them both. They can’t do anything -as it has previously been said they are both tired- and no one seem to have catch up on what’s happening in front of them. People really need to be more observant of their surrounding instead of being glued to their phone. I decide to walk by them and I squeeze both of their dong through their pants. They both scream at me to let them go, that I’m hurting them. Everyone in the cafeteria knows what I’m doing but nobody comes to their rescue.

“Oh excuse me I thought it was okay to touch you without consent ! I mean... that’s what you were doing to them both right !?”

“That’s not...”

“Yeah I know what you mean, you didn’t touch their private parts like I’m doing to you right now, but it’s the same thing, touching without consent whether it’s the arm, the small of a back or genitals is not right ! If you can’t understand this simple statement, then you’re even more stupid than you look !”

“We were just being nice !”

“And they told you they were not interested, you should have stop the conversation right this moment but you continued, you put them in a situation where they couldn’t defend themselves without risking the physical integrity of others !”

“We didn’t know...”

“Then it’s time you learn ! First lesson, excuse yourselves and go eat somewhere else.”

When the both of them get out of the cafeteria, I look at the two women with a gentle smile before going back to my line. They’re surprised by my outburst not knowing this side of me.

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My belly is full when I go back to the office, Pepper is still working on some upcoming meeting when she asks me if I could retrieve a special orders for the Avengers. It’s from one the most famous backery of New-York, the backer and his employees wanted to thanks the Avengers for protecting them during a terrorist attack months prior. 

“No problem, I shall finish what I started and then go, I’m gonna need to use one of the car to carry everything though.”

“Of course take your time, but call them before leaving, I’ll text you the number.”

“Ok thanks !”

I seat on my desk, working some more, planning future Stark’s party and all. It’s only one hour and a half later that I finally finish it, I call the baker to tell him I’ll be on my way. I exit the office and walk to the elevator where I see Sam waiting for it.

“Hey y/n/n ! How are you doing ?”

“Fine actually, I just finish working, now I have to go retrieve a present for you and the others !”

“Really ?! What kind of present ?”

“Cakes and pastries from f/b !”

“No way, can I come I have nothing else to do anyway ?!”

“Of course, the more the merrier.”

As I’m not alone and Sam could help me carry the cakes and pastries we both decide to go there on foot. I like Sam a lot, he’s so much fun to be around. After retrieving everything we walk back to the compound. As we’re both sharpe tongue, we make fun of each other, jockingly shoving the other. It was all fun and game until the moment he shoves me harder than intended and I trip over my feet. It could have been all, I’m not hurt, the pastries are intact...but again... Prejudices !

Two cops were patrolling down the street when they saw Sam shoving me making me almost trip. They come to us, hand on their weapons, threatening him and demanding him his ID. 

“I don’t have my ID !” Says Sam a bit upset by the situation.

“Put you hands behind your head and get on your knees !”

“Are you insane ! Do you know who he is ?!”

“Please mam stay out of it ! He then stare daggers to Sam’s direction. You people are all the same, you think you can do anything without being punish. This is not your home, it’s ours ! If it was up to me I would put you all in a boat direction Africa where you belong !” All this time Sam listens to what this man throw his way without retaliating, it’s probably not his first time...

“Is it done Sir !? We have some deliveries for the Avengers, you know the protector of planet Earth, the ones that allows you to breath !”

“Yeah get going mam, wouldn’t want to make them wait !” He smiles at me oblivious.

“Aren’t there a black man on the team, not Black Panther, not James Rhodes...let me think...”

“The falcon ?” He asks.

“Yes ! The falcon, Sam Wilson, what a great man, worked in the army, helps his family, works with the Avengers and risking his life for people that doesn’t always deserve his help. You know why he does it ? Because he’s a good man contrary to you that judge a man based on his skin color. Don’t you feel ashame of yourself ?!” I speak my mind without getting angry, it’s pointless with people like him, better let them understand their own stupidity by exposing facts.

“...”

“You have nothing to say ? We have nothing to add ! Think about how you acted today and be a better person from now on.”

The walk to the compound is way more silent and less joyfull than the previous one. Sam is inside his head not talking -he thanks me of course-not making any jokes, nothing. It’s time this day comes to an end because it exhausted me beyond reason.

It is the day after all the event, I hope today will be better, I don’t want to see more bullying toward them. They’re all so nice, well-mannered, kind hearted and so much more, I can’t understand how people from different background can have the same poor education. I might not be the best to talk about this as I’m close with each of them, the fact that I’m not fangirling over them is quite resting for them. Moreover we all have this kind of flirty relationship from time to time, we never spoke about it though.

Today I start working late than usual so I decide to go for a walk in the garden near the compound. Further away I see Clint sitting alone on a bench, I decide to join him as it’s a bit unusual. I’m about to joyfully saying ‘Hi’ when I see his eyes red and puffy from crying. I come sit next to him, side hugging him to confort him a little before asking him what happened.

“Laura...my ex wife, she got sole custody of our childs !”

“I can only imagine how difficult this must be for you, I know how much you love your kids !”

“It’s not the worst part, I ask her, I beg her to let me have them during their holidays but she refuses as well as the judge !” He starts to cry fully desperate.

“Why did she do that ?! And the judge ?! You’re an Avengers not a criminal !” I’m getting madder and madder hearing this nonsense.

“Let’s just say that this judge isn’t one of our biggest fan and I should be thankful he doesn’t fill a restraining order against me ! According to him I’m too dangerous and our work puts my family in danger so this isn’t safe ! I’m not stupid I know that, that’s why we had the farm, but since the divorce it’s like Laura has forgotten all the good memories we had together as a family...”

“This is so unfair Clint, I can make some calls, preventing her from leaving the country foor instance, letting you have them during the summer holidays at least, planning when you’ll have them and when Laura would. I don’t know, trying to find a solution so that each parties are equal, what do you say ?”

“I don’t know what to say, you don’t have to...”

“I know, but I want to help you, I care about you, you know that right ?”

“You’re doing so much for all of us y/n/n...”

I give him a hug before getting up to both go to work. As soon as I’m in my office I make some phone calls to a good friend of mine working for a prestigious lawyer company. I explain him everything and he gets me in contact with one of his colleagues who is a specialist in this area. If all goes well -and it will- everything should be settle before the end of the day.

Press conference...I hate it ! All these journalists, these civilians being hypocrite, asking awful questions, having no regards for privacy and being mean for no reasons. Today the press conference will be about the Asgardian’s integration on earth with Loki and Thor as spokesmen.

I worked on this for months now, I know that some people -a lot of them- are against this integration because it would be the end of humanity, of the purity of the race... Classic arguments right -this is sarcastic obviously- ! Some people prefers if Loki wasn’t on earth -based on the 2012 incident- even if he redeemed himself with the Avengers and the population of earth. Some people are just too stubborn to understand, too intolerant or too stupid I don’t know !

I knew it would happen, I was prepared, I knew each one of the journalist, their past, their wrong deeds, if they try anything I will unleash all this knowledge and get their lives a leaving hell. As for the civilians I’ve got arguments, valid ones, with proof, and if it’s not working then...making them look stupid in front of everyone would solve this all.

“Are you ready boys !”

“Yes Lady y/n, we are.” Answers Thor.

“Are you sure this is a good idea, me in front of them ?”

“All I know is that they need to see you in an unthreatening environnment, don’t worry I’ve got your back !” The both of them genuinely smile at me.

The press conference starts, I explain to everybody why the Asgardians as to take refuge to our planet, how many people they are. It takes a good two hours to get to everything in detail for them all to understand how important this is for them and for us. Most of them are silent, agreeing with what I just said, some even smile at us, making us understand they are not resentful. Unfortunately the other part, the noisier, disagree with all of it.

“How can you ask us to let them leave on earth after all the wrong they have done ?!” Yells a man.

“He’s right, they’re not human, we don’t want them here !” Adds an other one.

“You want us to live with those monsters ! And this one here, Loki, what’s telling us he won’t be mad again and I don’t know kidnapped our children, our daughter to experiment on them, breed them to create hybrids between alien and human !” Clearly this one lady has watched too many alien movies and is into conspiracy theory. The problem is that she’s not the only one, and cruder comments starts to be added.

“She’s right you would rape our daughters, our wives, mothers and sisters if you’re not put in jail ! And you’re brother ? He won’t do anything to stop you because he’s exactly like you, adding an other girl each night to his track record ! You’re both disgusting !” I see the both of them are shocked by this much hatred especially Thor not used to be the target of such spitfull words.

“Listen all ! You’re here treating them like monsters as if you were all saints, you’re not, neither do I. You’re afraid of Loki being a rapist ? He’s not ! How do I know ? Because he really don’t need to force himself into anyone, men and women throws themselves at his feet because he’s sexy, if he wants to indulge then what’s wrong ?! If Thor as a new girl each night what’s the problem, she consents, he doesn’t force himself either ! They’re both handsome, they’re both gods and you’re just envious ! As for them being alien, not being from here, being different, what can I say, most of you have a problem with people of color -whereas there is no problem with it I don’t why humans can’t get that into their brain !- I couldn’t even imagine that you have none with outer space persons. It was logic and predictable... We’re not here to ask you, just to tell you how this is gonna be ! Be smarter, think before speaking nonsense, you have no idea how hard this is to be in the presence of narrow minded people !”

The press conference ends few minutes later, I was surprise the journalists took the defence of the Asgardians as well. I’m tired, ready to go in my room, I pat the both of them on their arms before taking my leave, leaving them thinking about what happened.

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The Avengers find themselves in the same bedroom -Tony’s for obvious reason, bigger, larger and all- as usual after a long day of work. No one knows about their true relationship, except Pepper and Rhodes even I have some doubt about it, I mean some glance and slight touches can’t be mistaken for something else. Working together, risking their life together, it creates bond between people. That’s what happened to them. They’re linked to one another, but they’re still allowed to feel attracted to someone else. But this someone must be okay with sharing and being shared between them, this is the only rule for it to work. Until now none of them felt this pulled toward someone else. The desire to have an other person enter their relationship...

“Hmmm, the way she defends us in front of all this miscreant...Loki groans as Wanda grinds herself on is lenght. So sexyyyy !! Nnngh, oooh harder soldier !”

“What do you mean ?! She defends you too ?! Asks Natasha popping out Sam’s dick from her mouth. Ahhhh yes Thor j-just right there !  Y/n helped Wanda and I getting out of this sexual harrassment situation, that was so sweet !”

“S-Say that to Bruce and I, she made our interview useless by stating so much dirty thing...Tony turns his head to harshly suck on Clin’t nipple and plays with his erect cock. Right Brucie Bear ?!” Bruce stops bobbing his head onto Tony’s to speak his mind.

“She has one of the dirtiest mouth I’ve ever seen, and not easily flustered apparently.” He then got back to work on Tony’s balls, sending goosebumps all over his flesh that makes his toes curled.

“So what do we do now ? Ask Steve slowly entering Clint’s backside. We’re all into her but how do we know that she feels the same ?” He’s peppering kisses along Clint’s column.

“I know it ! Wanda exclaims while being pinned down by Loki. I heard her thoughts, saw her fantasies... She langourously kisses Loki. There’s no doubt, she’ll accept !”

“Great news !! Moans Thor almost spilling himsef inside Natasha from hearing this. When do we start ?”

“I-I think Loki and I should start, hmmmmmm, we’re the most capable to explain to her, with our power we c-could show her, oh my god Loki dont stop please I’m so close...”

“You heard the lady Barnes, give us all you have ! Nnngh Hmmmm, Wanda’s right I’ll show y/n/n how we make this work, how we act together, Wanda will make her feel what we feel, about each other and about her !” The end of this sentence is ponctuated by the sound of their pleasure.

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The day after is a day off, most of the agents aren’t there so it’s the perfect moment to tell me the truth. Wanda and Loki are walking side by side, their hands occasionnaly brushing together. Arriving at my doorstep, Loki knock three times before I answer.

“Hi, what are you guys doing here ?” I let them in, casualy embracing them.

“We’re here to talk to you about something...” Starts Wanda.

“Revealing something is more accurate.” Continues Loki.

“About...?” I ask.

“Us, the Avengers !”

“Oh, that you’re all in some sort of secret poly relationship ? Is that it ?” They’re both stunned.

“H-How do you know ?” Enquires Loki.

“Work of deductions and being observant, don’t worry I won’t tell anything.”

“We trust you but that’s not exacty what we wanted to talk to you about.” Adds Wanda.

They both explain me what they discovered, what they think about me, what they expect, what they hope... It’s a lot I’m not gonna lie, but it’s also such a flaterring turn of event. I’ve always been attracted to them, not as heroes but as the real person. I care about them a lot, I didn’t know it would be this way though.

We starts talking together about everything and nothing. I learn a lot about them, the more we talk the more we get close to each other. The first touch is from Wanda’s hand on my thigh -we sit on my couch and I’m in the middle- Loki’s on the other. In a short time their mouth are on every inch of skin available, my neck, my cheeks, my clavicles, my nose, my forehead, my mouth. The more we kiss -because yes I reciprocate !- the more handsier we become. They both undress me slowly and intimately, I see in they gaze that they appreciate what they see.

“Beautiful !” Says Loki, praising my nakedness, playing with my breasts, making them bounce a little.

“Equisite !” Whispers Wanda, licking her lips while gently rubbing her fingers through my slit, taking extra attention to my clit.

Once they have me on my bed -on my back- Wanda quickly get on me in a 69 position in order to feast on me. The sudden pressure on my clit causing by her hard sucking had me whimpering in a matter of seconde.

“Ohhh gosh Wanda !!”

“You should taste her too Loki, her smell, her taste... it’s outherworldly ! When she speaks I couldn’t think about anything but her pussy on full display toward my face. I first take a quick lick, she tastes so good, one lick leads to another then to another and another until I’m eating her out for all her worth. I couldn’t stop, she’s addictive, like all of them I’m sure. Ahhh Ohhh !” She gasps.

“Well well well someone seem to have some fun !” Sniggered Loki palming himself through his pant.

After having me on the verge of an orgasm, Loki slowly enters me while Wanda keeps herself occupied with my breats and clit, kissing my neck tenderly.

“Oh norns you’re so tight y/n/n ! I squeeze him at his words. His thrusts intensified, his thumb comes in contact with my engorged clit, stimulating it further more. You’re doing so well beautiful ! An other squeeze. Ahhh, you like what I say ? Want some more ?” He looks at Wanda, recognition hits her. She starts caressing the side of my face, turning my head in her direction so I’m looking directly at her. She then cups my face in her hands and gives me the most loving kiss a girl could hope of receiving, all the while Loki continues to thrust inside me, ever so slowly to increase the intensity of what I feel.

“You’re doing great, taking him so great. She kisses me, pinching my nipple. You’re so beautiful like this, all spread for us to enjoy. One of my hand unconsciously comes closer and closer to her pussy, she takes it and leads it to her most private part. As I enters two of my fingers inside of her, she starts humping them, moaning in my hears, rubbing my clit. The sensations from both Loki and Wanda are to much for me, I’m spiraling, I’ve never had an orgasm that powerful.

The three of us are out of breath, kissing each other wanting this moment to last longer. We talk -still naked, in our post orgasmic bliss- we talk about us, the other, the situation and come to a conclusion... I’m not opposed to being share between them, on the contrary !

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Days and days passes since the day Wanda and Loki came into my room to discuss arrangement and having sex with me. Since that day I’m on radio silence, I know they’ve all been busy with mission and all but a little message with ‘it’s okay we told them, they’re on’ written would have been gladly appreciated.

Right now I don’t know if there will be an other time, if it was a joke or not... I try to keep myself busy with anything. It’s been three weeks, three weeks of them all being on mission and no words spoken from them to anyone... It’s my day break so I decide to pamper myself a little. What better way to do that than going to an outdoor public naked bath.

I take my car -the drive will take twenty to thirty minutes-, pay at the counter and go change into nothing but an avengers’s theme towel wrapped around me. As we’re on the week day there is not a lot of people so I can choose the bath I want to be in. I choose the furthest away to be alone, calm and relax. I enter the huge bath and close my eyes to appreciate the calmness better.

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Avengers POV

Three weeks, this mission took longer than it should have been ! The worst in this is that none of us could have contacted her. The mission came to an end and we’re now going back home with a successfull mission.

“I can’t wait to be back, I can’t wait to be back inside of her sweet tight pussy !” Slightly growled Loki already aroused by his thoughts.

“I can’t believe you got lucky to have her instead of any of us brother.”

“Worry not point break, she already told them she’s okay to be shared, you’ll have your turn.” Tony pats him on the shoulders.

“I wonder what she tastes like ?” Wonder Nat out loud.

“Sweet and feasty, like a spring breeze !” Answers Wanda day dreaming at the memory.

“Come on why torturing us !?” Whine Bucky and Sam at the same time, the both of them glaring at each other.

“It’s like you want us to be worked up during all the flight back home !” Whisper yelled Clint, his hard on painfully pressed against his pants.

“How much time before we arrived ?” Asks Steve.

“It depends. Answers Bruce. If we’re going to the compound it’ll take us almost an hour and fifteen minutes, but if we’re going where she is forty five minutes to one hour !”

Where is she ?” Asks Sam full of curiosity.

“Based on the location of her phone, in the outdoor public naked bath at approximately thirty minutes from the compound.” Says Nat.

“Well then what are we waiting for !” Joyfully screams Thor.

End of Avengers POV

Silence and calm, working with the Avengers is not an easy task and is rarely relaxing, but here and there I’m the most relax I can be. Not a sound from people chatting, not a sound beside others entering the same bath as me. They must be several, I feel the water moving around me. Suddenly I feel something -a mouth I think- attache itself on my left nipples, then an other one on my right one. My eyes open wide from fright when I see all the Avengers are here and that none other than Clint and Thor are the one wildly sucking at my tits.

“W-what are you guys doing here ?”

“We couldn’t wait more to see you beautiful.” Loki approaches and give me a peck on the lips. 

“I can’t say I’m not glad to see you all in one piece...and naked on top of that !”

After that everything starts to go quick, it’s like all the pent up energy was reunited in one place to be directed into one goal, pleasing me.

Thor and Clint get me up on the edge so that Nat could swim her way toward my waiting pussy, she doesn’t give me time to adjust to the intensity before she starts to suck hungrily at my clit. Loki couldn’t -or wouldn’t- wait more, he picks me up to put me on his lap, spreading my legs, exposing me for everyone to see. 

“Are you ready for me beautiful ? I nodd my head. He plungs into me to the hilt, I’m waiting for him to starts moving but he doesn’t do anything. You’ll stay still until we tell you otherwise beautiful is that okay ? He whispers in my ears which I nodd of course. Perfect, you’re perfect love !” He says kissing the side of my neck.

At this both Wanda and Nat rush themselves to my exposed pussy. Nat licking and sucking while Wanda uses her fingers inside of me in order to find my magic spot. The guys -except for Loki- are watching the scene with awe, touching themselves in rythme with my moans. Each bid of pleasure makes me squeeze Loki harder and harder each time.

“Ohhhh Ahhhhh I-I don’t know how much time I can last !”

“You’re squeezing me so good !”

“You taste amazing !”

Wanda finally finds the spot that can make me see stars bumping into it with more and more fervor until my thighs shakes from the violence of my first orgasm that triggers Loki’s.

“I-I’m so sorry...”

“You were absolutely ravishing !” States Bucky.

“Gorgeous !” Adds Steve.

“Exquisite !” Says Thor.

“Lovely.” Sighs Bruce.

“Delightful !” Comments Nat.

“Striking !” Whispers Wanda.

“Radiant !” Pronounces Sam.

“Dazzling !” Utters Tony.

“Enchanting !” Declares Clint.

“Perfect !” Announces Loki.

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The atmosphere becomes suddenly incredibly hot. Hornyness exudes from everyone, nothing is planned, it’s pure instinct.

Bucky comes out of the water first taking my hand in his big ones. He gets himself on his back while I slowly impaled myself on his thick, veiny cock. I’m so tight it makes Bucky shudders. He gives me time to adjust to his size, before I can starts moving Natasha joins the both of us, I thought she will go with an other guy or so but instead she comes to sit on Bucky’s face -what a lucky guy- while desperately kissing me. Our kiss becomes more heated, her tongue sightly forces my mouth to open to grant her access. Each thrusts of Bucky’s hips, each kiss of Natasha make me go almost mad from pleasure. I need more but I don’t now how to tell them. The sight of Natasha squirming from the pleasure given by Bucky eating her out is incredible, her bouncy tits just in front of me that I could just eat them both.

“ Ooooh y/n/n !!” Whipers Nat as I lean down to catch her nipples in my mouth.

“I need more...” I whisper to anyone who wants to hear. 

Suddenly I feel something entering me from behind, slowly, delicately as to not hurt me -fortunately I’m incredibly aroused and well lubricated-. I turn my head to see who it is, only to see the face of Thor, eyes close, lost in his pleasure, a moan escaping his mouth.

“Brother you were right, she’s perfect !” Each words ponctuated by a vigourous thrust of his.

Sam and Steve can’t stand the sight of their friend receiving pleasure from me -and also giving pleasure to me-, their jealousy hit its peak when I loudly express the pleasure they made me feel. The both of them get out of the water and come to each side of me, errect cocks demanding some love. I take them in each hand, starting to go slow but firm. I’m building a pace that’s increasing the more pleasure I feel. I got them both a moaning mess in no time, Natasha occasionnaly helps by playing with their balls.

“Nngh, you have magic in your hands y/n/n !” Whispers yelled Sam.

“It’s like you’re born for this sweetheart !” Adds Steve panting loudly.

Loki and Wanda watch you and the other together, playing and touching each other. Having had the pleasure of my company they decided -with the other- to let them have a go with me while they’ll just stay together and watch.

“What about you guys ? Don’t want to play with us ?” Natasha and I ask the remaining guys Bruce Tony and Clint. They quickly get out of the water offering for me and Nat to suck their cock. We can’t give them all we have due to the many dicks here, but we take our time licking their slit, kissing their veins and sucking their head. The three of them swap places between being suck by me, by Nat or entering inside Nat’s sweet pussy as we both suck the others two, occasionnaly making out together.

We’re all a mess of limbs, sweat, tears and cums. We’re so loud that I’m pretty sure I saw people escape the baths near ours because of our sexual activities. I don’t care to be honest, I’ll do a press conference or I’ll tell Pepper to do so...Maybe no one will know if those people shut their mouths. Who would believe them ? Who would believe that the Avengers f*cks together in a public outdoor space ? I take a guess and say no one.

From this day, I’m officially a part of their polyamorous relationship. We have plenty of sex, but not all together -it happens only after their return from a tough mission where they need to feel loved and anchored- most of the time it’s with one or two of them, it doesn’t mean the others can’t watch -Lord knows that some of them are really into voyeurism-, all in all we’re happy and sexually beaming.

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[shreya11111]

Mike CANONICALLY said his life started the day they found El in the woods. This is canon. He really said that. He really loved her at first sight. “but but when he was 12 he wanted to send her away.” Yeah but his love confession makes clear his TRUE feelings at the time. 12 years talk shit and say things they dont mean but you can see it in his eyes how much he has always loved her. You attack the monologue from all angles with your delusions but canon is CANON, and canon is TRUTH. Mike said he loved El 9 times, dammit. Period. And the monologue made grown men cry on YouTube and everywhere in the real world because it shows what real, mature love looks like. Y’all are just jelly he didn’t monologue to a boy. This is misogyny, plain and simple. Y’all want El to be unloved so much, it makes me seethe

you seem to want to emphasize on what's canon a lot, so...

let's talk about canon

throughout the show, here are the things we see to be 100% canon:

1. mike showed no indication of "love at first sight" when it came to el in season 1

gentle reminder that this is a tv show and not real life – yes, 12 year olds can say & do stupid shit that don't reflect how they actually feel, but since this is a tv show, the writers have to give at least SOME indication of the character's true feelings at the time to clue the audience in. they can't just not build that up and then randomly spring it on the audience later on. it doesn't work like that.

2. mike says to will, in the same episode as the monologue, that meeting el was "not fate, (it's) not destiny, it was simple dumb luck".

first of all, destiny/fate & love at first sight go hand in hand. it is destiny, by chance that you meet someone and instantly fall in love with them. mike saying that it wasn't this, and it wasn't destiny/fate just show that it WASN'T actually love at first sight for him.

3. mike made the conscious choice to ask if he could be will's friend the day they first met

this contrasts the midleven meeting which mike describes as "simple dumb luck". it's not something he had control over. whereas, with his and will's relationship, it was something he had control over.

4. mike could only say "i love you to el" after being peer-pressured by will

this is fact. this is canon. you literally can't say otherwise.

5. mike hyperfixates only on el's powers during the monologue, and does not say a single other quality about her.

even throughout the show, the only traits he compliments about her are superficial things that don't show that he knows anything fundamental about her. apart from her powers, he compliments her on her looks.

6. midleven never once has a successful heart-to-heart, while byler has had several

this is interesting because all the likely endgame couples have had heart-to-hearts before. so interesting indeed that midleven has had none.

7. the vines tighten around el's neck until she looks at max

mike's monologue wasn't even effective lmao- all he did was waste the time el could have used to save max. it was seeing max nearly die that gave el the strength she needed. NOT mike's bs monologue.

8. there were zero memories/flashbacks that played during the monologue except for when they first met

this was also a factually accurate thing mike said, and warranted a flashback (most likely to jog the audience's memories of s1). after that, however, there is nothing. they could have included some cute midleven scenes in the monologue but NOPE.

9. there were flashbacks/memories that played for el of her time with max.

funny how there were no memories or flashbacks of midleven during the monologue scene but there were tons of flashbacks for her and max.

also, there is the fact that several of the memories of elmax that played was extremely anti midleven like "not hopper, not mike...you" and "there's more to life than stupid boys". midleven is bones.

10. mike said he loved el "9 times" but not one seemed genuine

the first "i love you" in itself seemed forced, and came right after will yelled "you're the heart!" at him. it shouldn't be THIS hard for him to say ily to el if she is about to die and if the ily could potentially save her. it shouldn't take will pushing him for him to finally say it.

11. mike has been able to give a monologue before that was 10x more genuine than the milkvan monologue

season 2, will is possessed and we have mike give the iconic "do you remember the first day that we met?" monologue. he actually shows some ounce of emotion unlike the midleven monologue.

12. el is not unloved. she is loved by hopper, joyce, jonathan, will, max, lucas, dustin.

el doesn't require romantic love to feel loved and valued, quite frankly because romantic love isn't the only kind of love, and certainly isn't the only kind of love that deserves to be valued and cherished.

you guys throw the word "misogynistic" around so much that it's starting to lose meaning. what misogyny really is is wanting el to rely and depend on a man for her strength and value. misogyny is wanting el, someone who has spent majority of her life in a lab outcasted from society, to rush into a relationship with a) zero concept of what a romantic relationship actually entails and b) not knowing much of anything about HERSELF.

in order to know what she wants and requires from a relationship, she needs to know who she is and what she wants for herself first.

y'all want stranger things to be superficial so bad, it makes me seethe.

#byler #byler tumblr #byler nation #byler is endgame #anti midleven #anti m*leven #anti milkvan #midleven #milkvan #midleven anon #midleven bones #anon ask #shreya answers #anti mike's monologue #st4

[sorcerous-caress]

A thought I've had about the whole human kink thing is how viably we can modify ourselves, like basic tattoos, piercings, and the more extreme tongue bifurcation and horn implants. There's also what Faerun can offer humans, be it through inking our skin with runes, magical glass eyes, magical prosthetics as replacement limbs, and even just straight up growing new limbs if the circumstances are right. Wyll pops into mind, and Mizora just snapping her fingers and making him partially devil is insane to me. What exactly does that even entail, like does he burn hotter, is he prone to vices, or is it literally all aesthetic? Draconic sorcerers growing wings and a tail comes to mind, but I personally think we should have more crazy shit like it. Watch the stupid tiefling that made fun of you for your fat forehead as you become a druid and learn how to grow big deer horns to assert dominance. Wizards studying winged races like the aasimar in order to grow their own and accidentally recreate Icarus (hahaha wizard hubris haha draco sorcs can already do that) Wyll has already proven that warlock patrons could just slap something on you and call it a day, could you imagine what an eldritch horror could do to a guy? It could force you to be a catgirl, scary stuff

Scary stuff indeed. So like, anyone got Cthulhu's address or something? Just wanna bang these pots and pans in front of his house, no reason.

Realistically, in Faerun, only 20% of humans would be adventurers, and only 5% would manage to become powerful enough to reach the high levels in their class to alter their appearance. The remaining humans would just be your average normal human, maybe with coloured hair or piercings.

Luckily, there is a fuck ton of humans. So going by our current numbers of 8,082,949,811 population. 1,616,589,962 of it would be adventurers. One billion and half.

And 404,147,490 would be the powerful ones at high levels. Draconic Sorcerers, for example, need to reach level 11 to sprout wings, and reaching level 12 is considered to almost be demi-god like in power. Almost half a billion demi-god like humans just waddling Faerun.

Also I pulled these percentages out of my ass, source: trust me bro. It does sound kinda reasonable so eh.

The fuckery these 5% of humanity gets up to will have the whole planet on a toll. Wasn't Karsus himself a human that had his ego stroked and inflated by the elves endlessly?

Think of how quickly Gale ascended to divnity in mere months after the endgame when he reached level 12. It normally takes a person years of dedicated study to level up once.

Maybe a group of nonhuman adventurers meet a really powerful and cool looking person that saves them from a dragon. Killing it so easily. Maybe they have wings themselves or mayhe an aura of holy magic that surrounds them.

They have horns, glossy skin and glowing limbs. Eyes shaped like stars with the galaxy inside and hair flaoting around with no regards to gravity.

The party asks who is this benevolent deity, and you reply with, "pfft, a deity? Please, I'm just a simple human."

Also, with Wyll's transformation. Remember, Mizora works under the arch-devil zariel. The punishment was probably casted by the arch-devil herself but handed by Mizora.

Transforming someone into another being is never easy, but I feel like fiends and celestials can get an exception, yk?

Like Corellon and his pantheon can change other races into elves at will. Fiends can be born out of hate or sins, and Wyll already handed in his soul in a contract. It would be easy to infect it with enough sin by dragging it through the hells to make him a devil, or just have the appearance of one.

His ingame status never changes, tho. It still describes him as human, and he still has all human weaknesses and none of the fiending bonuses. So maybe it didn't transform him but just altered his appearance? Like a cure or something?

#♡human kink #dnd human kink #♡wyll

[scumbagjaeger]

Rating: 18+! mdni

Me waking up at 5am with the most depraved thoughts about Jean, Connie and Sasha in a college AU that I will be turning into a full fic, here’s the rundown

Starts with Jean/Sasha with a dash of Jean/Connie/Sasha, and then ends with just Connie/Sasha, they’re endgame sorry not sorry (I love Springles) (it’s just because my friends tell me I’m just like Sasha and I am a fiend for Constance Springer)

First of all, you already know that they were all friends in high school, none of that awkward first meeting in History 101 thing

They can’t even remember how they met but Connie and Jean were those middle school bros with the snapbacks and jailbroken phones

Jean was asked to show Sasha around when she moved from the countryside in their freshman year of high school

Okay so now in college basically they all have the plan to just get laid as much as possible

Jk but they just want to party and be part of the crazy college scheme that they used to spend HOURS talking about in high school

“Guys… would you ever smoke weed?” —Jean at one point

Sorry this is still background but like I always imagine them growing up Midwest? I wanna say Chicago but deep down I’m thinking they grew up in like St Paul and they were all fairly sheltered oop

They go to college in Chicago for the big city life and they all apply together and they cry when they all get accepted

So yeah they’re trying to be adults now they rule!!!1!!! It’s so cheesy but they are 18 and suddenly they are like wow this adult thing is pretty nice 😎

Connie is kind of the rizzler?? No shock there but he is actually bringing so many women back to his and Jean’s dorm

The forms I had in college would be two bedrooms (with two beds each) and then a shared bathroom/fridge space?? So Connie and Jean are roommates and Marco is their suite mate in the other bedroom

Jean ends up having to stay with their suite-mate Marco because Marco’s roommate ended up dropping out after a day

Connie inadvertently cock blocks his friends but other while they’d pull as well??

Sorry Jean plays the sweet-romance game because he thinks he’s going to fall in love at a college party the first week 💀 and Connie swoops in making these ladies die laughing

He’s also just super affectionate with Sasha too like she’ll be rizzing up some guy and he’ll swing an arm around her waist “Sash we gotta host parties when we get our house together!!!”

He just means next year, the three of them plan on getting a townhouse together, but it’s enough to scare away the guy Sasha was talking to :(

At one point they have a mini intervention where they’re like “bro how do you do it????” And Connie’s like “what can I say, a rizzler’s gotta rizz 😎🥵”

I don’t think there would be much sexual interest or jealousy between any of them because they’re besties

Maybe in high school they had that drama about liking each other but they’re 18 now?? High school was so last year they are ADULTS remember

But idk maybe Sasha makes a comment about Connie cockblocking her, just an innocent joke, and he lowkey gets offended? “Damn my bad, I’ll let you cook next time ig”

So at the next party, Sasha meets Niccolo and of course they hit it off and Connie’s like okay why is this bothering me who gives a fuck, he ends up bringing a girl back to his dorm anyway so who cares LOL not that guy

Oh I forgot to say this but when Jean brings someone home Connie goes to Sasha’s and they literally share her tiny ass twin bed, usually drunk and watching some movie on her laptop, Ymir is normally in Historia’s room anyway so it works (but Ymir and Connie are homies too so she dgaf)

Anyway after her and Niccolo hook up, Sasha is super bummed?? The three of them are hanging out on campus and she’s like “yeah idk I thought we had something but our conversations just kind of fizzled out :(“

And Connie laughs? He’s like “lmao wait you talk to these people after you hook up with them??”

He explains that the whole point is that you go into it not expecting to ever see them again, that’s how he can be so bold with his flirting/jokes. It’s a HOOK UP not a MARRIAGE

And Jean kind of defends Sasha because he is also a big romantic and is constantly getting his hopes up? Poor guy

So one thing leads to another and (completely sober) Jean and Sasha decide they’re going to hook up???

It’s so awkward when they talk about it lol. Sasha’s like “man wtf how does Connie just not develop feeling for the girls he’s sleeping with” and Jean’s like “right that’s insane we should like, hook up and see” (totally joking) and Sasha’s like “omg yeah good one”

For half of their conversation, Jean can’t tell if she’s just going along with the joke

But it does make sense to them?? Like they will go to the party with Connie who will inevitably bring someone back to their dorm, and Jean and Sasha can pretend like they’ve just met and that they’re hooking up, then in the morning they go back to being friends

Unrelated but they’ve all definitely talked about their kinks before and Sasha hits Jean with the “S-step bro” and he whimpers

Also unrelated but Connie thought that the “Step bro, I’m stuck” things were the funniest shit in the world but that’s when they discovered Jean is bisexual, Jean included lol

Anyway the sex is good?? They are already so comfortable with each other, Jean makes sure Sasha is comfortable and that things feel good, she lowkey helps him with how to eat a girl out properly lol

Also Sasha has insane bedroom eyes and she doesn’t even know it? Her sex faces are unreal. Jean’s fucking her missionary style and he’s like “—this good?” And she lets out a breathy “Yeah, fuck, like that—” and he is like “bro don’t look at me like that or I’ll cum”

Afterwards Jean asks if they can cuddle and she’s like “wtf no? We’re supposed to not make thing a thing, we’re just friends again” and Jean is like “but we’d cuddle when we’re friends. We literally cuddled last week” and she’s like “damn you’re right okay c’mere”

The next morning Sasha’s like “omg! We did that! And I don’t want to do it again” and Jean’s like “wait WHAT” like he’s worried she had a bad experience and she’s like “No no no like I WOULD do it again but I don’t want to like date you!!” And he’s like “oh, good!!! Me too!!” And they high five

Jean goes to his dorm and Connie’s not there but Marco is and he’s like “Marco, I slept with Sasha and we don’t want to do it again 😎” and he’s like “what the fuck?”

Jean and Marco are also on the extremely slowburn train to romance-ville but until then they’re just homies, each other’s confidants

Marco tells Jean “I don’t know how you could hook up with anyone at all? Don’t you want the intimacy and love that comes with being with one person?” Because Marco doesn’t join in on their schemes, he also came from a sheltered childhood but he’s just so honest and sweet and we love our sweet boy

Of course Jean wants that too! He’s just a dumb idiot who thinks with his dick too much(‘: but someday he will learn and Marco will be there for him

Anyway idk about anyone else’s college experience but we had like four different card game variants of like “drink if you have the most unopened emails” or “drink if you are the last person to put your finger on your nose”

So of course they play that one time in Sasha’s room with their friends

“Drink if you’ve slept with someone else in this room” and everyone’s laughing, of course Eren and Mikasa drink, and Ymir and Historia drink, but then Jean takes a sip and it’s like SILENT

And Connie’s like “HEADASS get outta here, your fantasies don’t count” and Jean is looking at Sasha like bro help me

So then she takes a drink

And everyone is like hooting and hollering, but now Connie is silent

Jean’s laughing and telling them “yeah it was just a one time thing lol we’re just friends”

He’s lowkey hurt that they didn’t tell him?? He thinks it happened in like high school or something

They notice he’s upset and they end up confronting him after he avoids them bc we know Connie can’t deal with his emotions xoxo

“I just can’t believe you guys had sex without me??” He means without TELLING me but he’s upset yk. And Sasha’s like “well fine do you want to have sex with us?”

And it’s silent for like four minutes. Also they’re eating lunch in like Burger King so Jean’s mouth is full of a whopper burger as Sasha says this and he just freezes, and then slowly continues to eat

I feel like Connie is straight/has a strong preference towards women, but the idea of fucking a woman with another guy he’s totally down for yk, he’s definitely comfortable with himself and open to experimenting but something about Jean fucking THEIR friend Sasha fires him up??

He’s still the most experienced out of the three of them, never in a threesome but has watched enough of them lol, he even did extra research to prepare omg

He strokes himself off underneath Sasha, who’s being fucked by Jean

And Connie’s an ass? Talking to them like a little shit. “So this is how you did it without me last time, huh? I missed out on all this fun?”

I’ll save the big details for the fic so you have to read it sorry xoxo, but let’s say Jean ends up fucking Sasha’s mouth while Connie switches and begins fucking her? Like your classic Eiffel Tower shit

They definitely high five while fucking Sasha lol but she’s also loving it we know she’s a freak

I bet Connie would feel this weird possession about fucking Sasha? Like he sees how wet she got from cumming with Jean’s cock inside her and he’s like well we gotta out do this, I gotta show her how good I’m gonna make her feel

No warning just immediately rams himself into her, her gasp barely audible around Jean’s cock

And this is when he starts to like “hm I could get used to this”, just an idle thought he brushes off as he slaps her ass, grabbing the fat of it afterwards to thrust deeper into her

I bet they talked about it before, but Connie definitely is all “You gonna let me cum inside you, huh, Sash? Gonna be a good girl and let me fill you up?”

Jean’s already came in her mouth and he’s holding her, petting her hair and playing with her tits as she cries out, nodding and turning back to look at him

I bet Sasha’s fucked out expression is what sends him over the edge

They end up all passed out next to each other with Sasha in the middle, they’re too sweaty and gross to be comfortable but they promise to help wash the sheets and clean up/get breakfast in the morning

But somehow Connie and Sasha both wake up in the middle of the night (she elbows him accidentally), and before they go back to sleep he’s just kind of like, wait wait

And he slips a hand in her underwear just to feel the mess of his cum leaking into her underwear

Omg he’d slip a finger inside her, trying to push it into her again (fuck I love Connie too much someone needs to put me in horny jail)

She’d just kind of whine quietly, half asleep but wrapping her arm around him and shuffling closer, carefully spreading her legs further

He’d finger her for a little bit but her whines and noises start to get too loud, they’re too lazy to move to the bathroom or something so they put a pin in it

Connie does tilt Sasha’s jaw towards him and kisses her though? It’s like the first time he’s ever kissed a girl after sex so it’s kind of startling to him, it just seems too romantic and he can’t possibly feeling this towards his best pal Sasha??

But Sasha’s kissed guys after sex so she’s like whatever lol gnight dude

Things are fine between the three of them because Connie just compartmentalizes his emotions and Jean and Sasha have already fucked

But now when they talk about going to parties, Connie doesn’t really want to hook up with random girls anymore? And he gets pissy when Sasha mentions bringing a guy back to her place

But also Sasha picks up on that and she doesn’t even seem to care about the guys she’s hooking up with?? Jean can see it SO CLEARLY she’s using these other guys to distract herself from Connie

One day Jean shows up at Sasha’s door and is like “so when did you start liking Connie?”

Ends with Sasha crying to Jean about how she doesn’t know? He had a thing for her in their sophomore year of high school? They were each others first kisses? She even had a thing for him once in their senior year, but this is DIFFERENT she knows it’s going to ruin their friendship

Literally Ymir and Historia are there because they were just giving her shit for this too but now they’re comforting her

Jean just had the EXACT SAME conversation with Connie, even with the same tears, and Eren and Mikasa there to comfort him LMAO

But Jean doesn’t say anything about that, he just says she should talk to him about it (just like he told Connie to do) and she’s like lol NO

A couple days later though Connie says the most OUTTA pocket thing?? Something about a girlfriend??

In my mind it’s always Mina just because but idk we’ll see

Connie in an attempt to evade the confrontation of talking to Sasha about his feelings has decided that burying them deep inside himself is the way to go

And Sasha literally texts Jean and is like SEE?!???? He doesn’t like me it’s fine this is fine 🥲

And Jean is like THESE TWO DUMBASSES WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME

Cue him and Marco having to play matchmaker, maybe even fall in love themselves while they’re at it 😗

Idk how it’s gonna end ngl but if you stuck around this long you should tell me your thoughts via reply or ask

#jeansashaconnie #jeanconniesasha #jeansasha #conniesasha #springles #jean kirschtein #sasha braus #connie springer #college au #snk #shingeki no kyoujin headcanons #shingeki no kyoujin fanfiction #attack on titan #fic ide #aot #aot fanfiction #mine

[lightning-writes]

good heart (faulty machine of a man) - 12/30

fic summary: bucky meets someone at therapy

chapter summary: is this what hope feels like?

word count: 566 (a little baby chapter bc it's a part 1)

tags: post endgame, pre tfatws, hurt/comfort, slow burn, canon divergent, canon compliant, au

warnings: none

a/n:

AO3 / MASTERLIST / X

November 11 (Part 1)

“Okay, man, who’s the girl?”

Bucky nearly startles his phone out of his hand. 

(Rue had texted him, asking him to ‘save her from the throes of capitalism’, and Bucky couldn’t help but smirk at how dramatic she was.)

Sam glances over with a knowing look, feigning a grab for the phone. Bucky quickly tucks it away as Sam laughs.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Dude, you’ve been staring at your phone for the past twenty minutes,” Sam scoffs, keeping his eyes on the road, “and even though I know you have a staring problem, it’s usually reserved for people you hate.”

Bucky hits him with a long glare, punctuating his point.

“Exactly.” Sam is unfazed. “What’s her name? How did you meet?”

(The car feels smaller, the car ride to the VA feeling like a long, laborious trek.)

Bucky wants to hold this information close to the vest. He nearly feels like Sam cannot be trusted with this information. But it’s Raynor’s stupid voice, echoing in his eyes, let people in, trust people, this is healing, that prompts him to tell.

Bucky gives Sam some key details - he met Rue at therapy, yes he goes to therapy as a condition of his pardon, no they aren’t dating, it’s not like that, they just started talking… Now, they are texting. Bucky doesn’t go into how patient she is with his questions or how she laughs with her whole face or how sharp she is in a conversation, witty remark after the next.

(He definitely doesn’t tell Sam how pretty she always looks, even when she hasn’t done her makeup. Or how more attractive her tattoos make her look or how thick her ass looks in her jeans. He doesn’t tell Sam that Fridays are the highlight of his week because of her or that, when he’s trying to fall asleep, he imagines the two of them together in more ways than one…) 

Sam parks the car in the lot and claps a hand on Bucky’s shoulder. Bucky allows it.

“If there’s anyone who deserves a break and a nice girl, it’s you, Buck. I’m glad you met her.”

(He’s glad, too. More than.)

////

Bucky used to go to VA events with Steve - for memorial day, veteran’s day, Thanksgiving, even Christmas - but no one really knew who he was. He was just Captain America’s good pal. And, now, with Sam as the Steve-appointed Captain America, Bucky expected it to be no different.

Sam has other plans.

Sam introduces Bucky to the veterans with a proud speech. Using words like brave, valiant, persevering. He says Bucky defied all odds, accepted help from his brother in arms, and understood his limits. Hearing Sam say these things makes his chest hurt - not just because of the memories but because of the embedded truth he hadn’t noticed before.

He sees some of the older veterans in the back sneer and look away. They are disgusted by this Hydra killing machine. Bucky understood that, deeply and intimately. If he could extract the part of him that brutally assassinated countless people, he would have.

But the others, the younger vets and handful of progressive older men, really looked at him. With hope. It’s something he barely remembers having, in others or in himself, even before Hydra, the Serum, or the arm.

(And it gives him a healthy dose of hope too.)

#bucky barnes #winter soldier #female reader #female oc #ofc #bucky x oc #bukcy x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x woc!reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky angst #bucky fic #bucky barnes au #marvel fanfiction #marvel au #marvel #mcu #post endgame #hurt/comfort #whump #fanfiction #mutual pining #slow burn #friends to lovers #good heart (faulty machine of a man) #fmoam #fmoam new chapter post

[tobiasdrake]

So that is the end of Jedi: Survivor. I've said a lot of things about Cal, Bode, and Merrin over the course of my playthrough. Now, at the end, I have to say....

I take back none of it. Endgame spoilers ahead.

Merrin still suffers from Awesome Waifu syndrome all the way to the end. She is by far the most interesting character in the cast who outshines actual protagonist Cal Kestis, but who is relegated to simply filling the role of "The Girlfriend" and not getting to be explored in any capacity as an individual character in her own right.

And occasionally pitching in as sidekick whenever Bode isn't available; As is often the case in hetero romance writing, the girlfriend is prioritized far below the bromance in order of importance. She's the backup for when Cal's real emotional centerpiece isn't available to sidekick for him.

Bode, meanwhile, remains uninteresting to the end. Given how hard they were pushing the bromance, it was fairly obvious that he'd either die in Cal's arms or turn traitor. Those were the only ways this could end. Bode picked the latter, and y'know what?

There's a brief window of time when Bode is actually interesting. It starts at the moment he betrays you and ends when the actual final boss fight with him begins. Bode is a really boring supporting protagonist but he makes for a fairly interesting villain around 70% of the way through the game when the reveal finally drops. Sucks that it took that long for the game to finally start doing interesting things, but at least it finally happens, I guess.

But.

Even then.

He has a red lightsaber.

So even as his whole "I'm secretly a Jedi hiding in plain sight among the Empire to seek a better life for my daughter" nuance is being complex and interesting... He's also a guy who tortures rocks for fun. And you know how Star Wars is; They value bad guys racking up Evilness Points over complex and nuanced characterization. So it's only a matter of time before he leaps off the edge into the deep end.

And once you meet him on Tanalorr, there he goes. Lightswitching in a heartbeat from betraying Cal despite treasuring their friendship because his love for his daughter outweighs all other considerations to wailing on his daughter with Force Powers and trying to murder her because the Dark Side made him so evil and crazy and evil.

And you can't really be surprised about it. Because this is how Star Wars treats Dark Siders all the time. It's exactly what I was talking about when I said, it's entirely possible to write an interesting Dark Side villain but it's so easy to not do that instead. Bode could have been an interesting villain, but the Dark Side as a plot device makes it so easy to strip away the nuance at the last second and make him a one-dimensional monster, robbing the finale of any emotional weight.

When we met Bode, he was a cardboard cutout of a stock rebel character. His sole motive being that he wants to help Cal because he's mad the Empire fridged his wife.

And when we end with Bode, he's a cardboard cutout of a stock Dark Side villain. His sole motive being that he tortures rocks for fun because the Empire fridged his wife.

And then, of course, there's Cal. Who remains a slice of bread to the very end. Of all the Jedi characters who have existed in the Star Wars canon, Cal is one of them. And that's all the plot asks of him: Just to be a Jedi. Doesn't matter which. Any Jedi will do.

I don't regret the time I spent on Jedi: Survivor. The gameplay was more than enough to carry it along.

But the story really is some of the most Paint-by-Numbers writing I've seen in a long time.

#star wars #jedi survivor #star wars jedi survivor #cal kestis #bode akuna #merrin

[lesbianopossumfriend]

Fictober 2023

10/02

Prompt: 28) "I may not get another chance to say this."

Fandom: MCU

Natasha Romanoff & Yelena Belova

Characters: Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Yelena Belova, rest of Endgame Team

Warning(s): None

Natasha's last call home, or

It was real to her, too

Translations: "I love you, Yelena" = "Ya lyublyu tebya, Yelena"

"I love you, little one" = "Ya lyublyu tebya, malyshka"

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The hangar was filled with many mixed emotions. Confidence from Cap and Tony. Nervous excitement from Scott. Bruce was his usually almost sullen self, more accepting of what they had to do. Clint just stood there, probably with his hearing aids off, thinking of his family; and what this could mean for them. And Natasha, she was quiet, full of resolve. Natasha was thinking of her own family, the one the Red Room gave her. Thinking about Alexie, Melina, but most of all her little sister, Yelena. 

Their family was never real, never the best, but it was hers. Natasha sighs, waving at Clint to get his attention; his blue eyes flicker to meet her, and her signs.

“Need to make a phone call. Be right back.”

“I’ll be here.”

She takes out the burner phone, the thing only had a few numbers in it; the ones that mattered, “I’ll be back.”, she calls over her shoulder. Tony quirks an eyebrow at her, “We’re almost ready. Can it wait?”

Natasha grips the phone in her hand, the weight of it suddenly heavy, “It’ll only take a few minutes.”

Tony rolls his eyes, “Sure. Half the population can wait a few more minutes, what’s that to five years”. Natasha ignores him, making her way to an empty corner of the hangar, and dials the number that’s programmed to #1. 

It rings, rings, rings, and rings; then goes to voicemail, “The number you have dialed is unavailable, at the tone; please record your message at the tone.”

The dial tone echoes through her ears, Natasha takes a shaking breath, “Yelena. It’s me. It’s sestra. I, uh..I may not get another chance to say this…”, a tear rolls down her cheek, she takes another breath, “It was real to me, too, Yelena. All of it. You, Melina, and God; even Alexie. You’re going to be so mad at me when you find out what I did, just know that I did it for you. I won’t ask you to be mad, but please. Don’t, don’t blame anyone. It had to happen this way. Ya lyublyu tebya, Yelena. Ya lyublyu tebya, malyshka.”

 The familiar whistle is the last thing Natasha leaves Yelena, before she ends the call, and pockets the phone. She wipes away any stray tears, the Black Widow leaves her corner, going to the rest of her team, stopping beside Clint. Hawkeye looks at his partner, “You good?’

Natasha sniffs the last tears away putting her mask back on, the mask the Red Room beat into her, “Yeah, I’m good.”

The Avengers gather on the teleport pad, Steve’s speech hitting each member one by one, Natasha smiles at the light jokes of Scott and Rocket, her green eyes flicking to Steve, “See you in a minute.”

And in a flash, they were all gone.

Natasha Romanoff did not come back.

#fictober23 #mcu #natasha romanoff #yelena belova

[rosenecklaces]

"Trying to find secret meanings in a dress colour (*the cobalt theories we have*) and in words like 'bread and roses' isn't a sign of endgame, reading between the lines is excessive"

First of all, very rich coming from someone believing the redheads have a chance with two people who don't give a fuck about them or had being interested to learn and have something personal with them at all

Second, I have to laugh, you're people have to made up elain liking yellow, pearls, sunflowers and she keeping the gloves as a "sign she would accept lulu" when yall know she didn't fucking liked them. The text told you that straight away in your dumb face and also? it had more parallels with az never using the daggers mor gave him that anything lucien related, is not hard math you dumbass

And let's get in the bread and roses thing because is hilarious that someone would call it "searching for something that isn't there" when it can't be more clear of who that line was referring to. Does feyre and nesta bake and spend time between roses? does mor? does emerie or the twins? does fucking gwyn? No, we all know no one does besides elain, that's one of her traits, is something she's related to time and time again in more than one book so why you acting so crazy talking about sjm don't being subtle on her writing, then turn around and spit about how two words who has always relate to one character for damn years now is "reaching"???

Your ass of a man hasn't even apologized not respected none of that girl boundaries until HE decided to give up on trying (and that's giving him too much he never really tried lol). The other carrot knows jack shit about azriel, she asking if he can sing is not trying to meet him is, quite frankly, an irrelevant question that even azriel found undeserving of depth when he proceeded of cutting her verbal vomit to come right away

But well, this is the same people thinking elain would fall and move out for a man she doesn't know at all and that gwyn didn't have lightsinger powers, that we can actually say affected azriel when he was returning the necklace (A + reading and gwynriel being called a conspiracy was out of SJM mouth this year go cry about it) and that also believe cassian opinions about fashion is way more important than elain's whole narrative and words.

So, oh, you want to play the stupid cunt? then so be it, but do it with actual receipts of canon romantic and sexually charged interactions between two characters. god damn

#this is tumblr fault btw why is a post of that ahrene whatever the name is. in my fucking timeline as recommended? #anyway seeing the shittiest 'takes' of the other side keeps giving me head trauma #absolute shit for brains that i haven't seen since the naruto fandom and THAT fandom was even more intelligent that.. #whatever delulus and gleeriels have going on #elriel #booo elucien/lucien i hate your pusssyyyyy #booo gwynriel i hate your pussyyy

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Feel free to ignore if it's been too long or you're not vibing with it but I'm very curious so I want to throw out a few more for the wip ask game: the one where Trapper goes to Illinois, margaret longfic, hawkeye and margaret commiserate over lost loves, and BJ goes to maine (derogatory). pick any/all of them.

thank you :) the one where Trapper goes to Illinois - rated G - at Radar's behest, Trapper visits Henry's widow. margaret longfic - rated M - follows Margaret from beginning to end of the war - i intend for it to be one long character study. the excerpt is hawkeye/margaret, just mentioning that in case it's not your thing. lots of ships appear in this one, margaret/frank, margaret/donald, margaret/hawkeye (none of these are endgame) but i've also got strictly platonic BJ/Margaret and Klinger/Margaret chapters... I'm playing with the idea of the different Margaret 'phases' being marked by who she's with. the margaret/frank years, the margaret/donald fever dream months, the margaret/charles weirdness and the eventual margaret-and-hawkeye-are-friends-now years that take us through to the end. i hope to turn that on its head by the end. hawkeye and margaret commiserate over lost loves - rated T - started writing this when i was super into hawkeye being very mopey about BJ lol. idk if i'll finish it because i don't think i believe that hawkeye would be broken up over an unrequited love for too long. I can really tell I wrote this early on in my mash days, because hawkeye and margaret both ring OOC to me reading this back. BJ goes to maine (derogatory) - rated M - postwar hawkeye/omc established relationship and then BJ shows up and causes problems. this actually started as a gift for you after you mentioned you would be into this premise lmao, i didn't realize you were writing it yourself and didn't mean to steal it from you. CW for what i intended to be dubcon in this. excerpts here:

the one where Trapper goes to Illinois

“Maybe you should go see her too, sir,” says Radar quickly. He seems to know he can say just about anything to Trapper without wearing out his welcome, but is still nervous to make the suggestion.

Trapper sighs. “She wouldn’t wanna see me Radar. And don’t call me sir. We’re not in Korea anymore.”

“You’re still older. You and Colonel Blake–”

“Henry.”

“You and him were closer in age you know? She might like seeing you. You guys were friends. And you would always kick me out whenever yous were watching those movies, or talking about–”

“Walter…” Trapper makes a face. The name doesn’t taste right. “Radar, I don’t think she wants to hear about any of the stuff we got up to. Henry probably didn’t even mention me at all.”

Radar seems to get frustrated, he rubs one eye underneath his glasses and tries another angle, “You were the last person to see him other than me that’s here. I can’t exactly ask Hawk–”

“All right! If it means you won’t show up here unannounced again, eat all the ham and cheese for my kids’ lunches and have my wife fussing over you like you’re a stray cat then fine.” Trapper drains the rest of his beer in one swig. “I’ll go visit in a few weeks.”

“August 20th weekend?”

“What about it?”

“Could you visit August 20th weekend?”

“You gonna book my flight?”

“No. It’s just that I told Mrs. Blake you’d visit August 20th weekend.”

“Radar!--” 

Trapper is so exasperated at this point he feels he could actually strangle his Iowan houseguest, but at that very moment, his wife sticks her head out of the kitchen and begins to ask, “More juice?” *** margaret longfic

The thing about Hawkeye is nobody is just a warm body to him, nobody he meets can remain anonymous to him, nurse, patient, colleague or otherwise. It’s infuriating to her, his unending well of empathy and openness. It’s unmilitary, which she knows he doesn’t care a whit about, but it’s emasculating too and that, she thinks, he ought to mind. 

She remembers her first time, all fumbles and guesswork and suddenly, somehow, something inside of her. The suddenness of it is what she remembers clearly and it’s reinforced by Frank and Donald. It’s not that she hadn’t enjoyed it, it’s just that she hadn’t known it could be different. But it’s different with Hawkeye.

Hawkeye fucks like he doesn’t want you to think of it as fucking, which Margaret finds offensive. He spends time that they don’t have at her neck and her breasts and annoyingly, at parts of her that do nothing for her sexually like her forehead and the skin over her ribs. When he finally puts it in her, the way God intended it, his hips undulate too slowly for her liking and his grasp on her middle is firm but not demanding. 

He’s too present, and it makes her present too. She’s aware of every touch he applies to her, she feels him enter and leave over and over, and whenever he’s inside her fully there’s a moment where nothing happens, like those few seconds after an inhale before the exhale begins - he is breathing her in and out. There’s no time for that. She wishes he’d just fuck her in the sensible, appropriate manner she’s accustomed to. 

He goes to bring his hand to just above where they’re joined, but she bats it away, I’ll do it myself, and he chuckles and doesn’t put up a fight at all, because he understands her and still enjoys her. Maybe he’s the only remaining person in the camp who does. She’s a do-it-yourself kind of woman. Do it all by yourself. 

He’s half-kissing, half-whispering against her temple and she lets it go because as with her and her self-sufficiency, he can’t help himself. He’s a lover and a fool. Hawkeye tries to love her and make love to her, even if she won’t have it and can’t accept it. And to his credit, he doesn’t ever pressure her to. He’s only doing what comes natural to him.  *** hawkeye and margaret commiserate over lost loves

“Well, what are you going to do about this?” asked Margaret after some time.

“Margaret there’s nothing to do.”

“You could tell him how you feel.”

“Why would I do a stupid thing like that?”

“You do it all the time, Pierce.”

As Hawkeye thought about this, he grew even more self-conscious. His eyes started to shift and his back stiffened up again. 

“Do you think he knows?” he asked finally in the lowest tone he could muster.

“Even if he has an inkling, he’d never assume such a thing. You’d have to whack him over the head with it. Or tell him with your words.”

“How do you know?”

“I told you, I know everything,” then seeing the pleading look he gave her and appreciating how rarely he gave her such a look, she relented, “BJ’s not like us Hawkeye. He feels things just as deep, but he’s not always aware of it. And… and even if he was aware of it, that’s different than allowing it, or embracing it.”

It felt to Hawkeye like she was saying that BJ couldn’t embrace him, not for as long as Hawkeye couldn’t or wouldn’t use words to express himself. And then, maybe not even if Hawkeye did take that leap…

“Since you’re so smart,” Hawkeye stacked his tray atop hers and motioned for her to follow him out into the night, where he continued, “What do you think BJ might say if I were to… you know, use my words.” 

Margaret made him wait for the response. He thought she might be thinking on it as they walked together in the general direction of her tent. As they walked, their arms brushed together, and Hawkeye naturally slipped his arm into the crook of her elbow. She allowed it, which wasn’t a good sign for him. He had to hold his breath whenever Margaret allowed him to be affectionate with her, even as a friend. Or especially as a friend. When she was friendly with him, it was because there was a blow coming from some unseen place and she liked him enough to try to soften it. ***

BJ goes to maine (derogatory)

BJ’s mind does a funny thing where it moves a mile a minute, but is focused on only one thing. It’s like when he’d first hit empty road coming out of San Francisco. Hours and hours on his bike, the peripherals whizzing by fade into nothing, until all he can see is a single fixed point in front of him.

Right now the whole world is a blur but for Hawkeye, there in the middle of BJ’s focus. It’s a nice place to be. Forced to look forward, there’s neither a war nor a wife left behind that he can remember clearly. 

“Beej?” says Hawkeye, and BJ wonders if his name had always sounded like that coming from Hawkeye’s mouth. Honeyed. 

BJ steps closer. Hawkeye has set down his book on the half of the double bed that is undisturbed, and he’s squinting at BJ in the low light of his reading lamp.

“Can’t sleep.” BJ says, taking another step closer, so that he’s standing directly in Hawkeye’s light. 

Hawkeye clears his throat. “Need a some water?” he smiles. “A warm glass of milk? What do you do with Erin? Like father, like–”

BJ sits suddenly and looks at Hawkeye sharply. The action cuts off Hawkeye’s sentence.

“Please don’t…” BJ struggles. His focus shakes a bit, but the image doesn’t change. It’s still Hawkeye. “What’s wrong?” asks Hawkeye, innocently. He’s probably thinking BJ’s had a nightmare. Or else he thinks BJ can’t get to sleep in the first place. 

“Nothing.” BJ surges home, towards his anchor, towards the beacon of light that’s always been there at the end of a long, dark tunnel. It’s taken shape at last. It’s Hawkeye, here with him, in the peace and quiet of his childhood home. He cups Hawkeye’s face with one hand as he kisses him. It feels strange to have stubble beneath his hand while he does this. But he can get used to it, he’s sure. It can grow on him. It will, because it’s Hawkeye. They’re finally back together again. 

With one knee up on Hawkeye’s bed, BJ is painfully aware of the swelling in his pants, but can’t bring himself to be embarrassed about it. Not even when he shifts his weight all onto Hawkeye, and they go tumbling onto the bed, and he’s sure Hawkeye can feel his erection through the thin bedspread and their pajamas. He hasn’t allowed himself to imagine this moment, so he just goes based on instinct and maybe a few memories of being in the backseat of his father’s Chrysler. He thrusts against what he thinks might be the inside of one of Hawkeye’s thighs, or maybe it’s the lower part of his torso. Wherever it is on him, it feels good. 

#thanks :) #my fic #hawkeye x bj #margaret x hawkeye #mash #ask game #replies #i might poke you about the margaret fic sometime but it wouldn't be for a long time