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walkthroughfire4u · 2 years

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You’re so Perfect

Spencer and Reader have been in love with each other for years, but when a new agent joins, they rethink their choices

This is based on when Alvez first joins but reimagined a little. It’s not exactly the same but i needed Emily in the storyline. I also feel like this could go straight into smut so let me know if you are into the idea of a part 2 :)

pairing: spencer reid x bau reader

word count: 2.8k

warnings: fluff, mutual pining, mentions of sex, little bit of pervy spence, jealousy, and some swearing

“Finally! There you are!” Garcia screeched

The elevator dinged and you were immediately greeted by the wide eyed, brightly dressed woman

“What?! Am I late? …Did I miss something?” You looked at your watch

“No no, did you get my text?”

“No, I was busy cleaning up the coffee that spilled on me. I can’t believe I spilled it all over my shirt-“

Garcia pulled you by your arm while you examined your dress shirt covered in a coffee stain, pulling you through the glass doors. Your heels stopped right in front of Morgan’s empty desk and you saw Spencer’s big smile looking right at you. JJ was there too but Spence caught your attention first. As always

“What? I know I have coffee all over me but why are you all looking at me like that?” you laughed out

“There’s a new agent!” JJ said loudly making you whip your head her direction. You only had eyes for Spencer, but fresh meat to check out was always welcome.

You and Spencer have worked together for years, both being the youngest on the team. You two were polar opposites, perfectly complementing each other’s minds and personalities. You never intended to tell Spencer how you felt about him, nor did he. Unknowing of your mutual liking, you two always flirted with each other and gave short remarks, but never acted on anything.

“Oh oh oh, a guy?” you smiled eyeing JJ and Penelope

“Yup, a Luke Alvez. I’m not a fan at all though” Penelope said

“Have you met him yet?” you questioned, understanding Penelope’s dislike for him

“Well, no. But I get a bad feeling about him.”

“Oh please P, we all know why you feel that way”

“What? I’m entitled to my opinion”

“Well at least go easy on the poor guy” JJ chimed in

The three of you laughed but quickly went silent when you heard your names called out behind you from a familiar voice.

“JJ, Garcia, Y/n, Reid!” You all turned surprised to see Emily walking up with a go bag after not seeing her for so long

“Em what are you doing here!” You asked engulfing her in a hug first

“Well Hotch called and said you guys needed some help, so I’m stepping in to the help the team.” she said as she hugged everyone else and started to put her bag on the empty desk.

“Oh that’s agent Alvez’s desk” Reid quickly scolded her

“Oh. sorry. huh who’s Alvez?”

“The new agent Garcia is in love with” you said peaking Emily’s interested striking a face at Garcia

“Couldn’t be further from the truth but you my fine furry friends can figure that out yourselves. Kisses to all of you, except you y/n!” Garcia points to you leaving the bullpen back to her office.

You all settled down catching up with Emily for a couple minutes, before someone made their grand debut through the double doors.

Luke walks in somewhat cautiously, acclimating to his new workplace. He spots you from a distance and smiles. His smile was warm, but nervous, unsure of what to expect. In turn, you smiled back nodding to him. He breezed past the group, and up the stairs to walk to Rossi’s office. Rossi met Luke first and convinced him to join the team after Morgan resigned. Garcia was less than thrilled about Alvez, but Garcia was a joy to be around and you knew that would change with a little convincing.

Everyone picked up on your small exchange with him, including Spencer.

You turned, jaw dropping along with Emily’s checking out the new agent.

“va va voom.” you said licking your lips

“Woah there tiger” JJ laughed sitting back at her desk

You and Emily laughed out but you saw Spencer frowning, almost sad.

“Oh, don’t worry Spence, my eyes are only for you” you said walking back to your desk and tapping his cheek. Everyone lightened up, except spencer.

~~~

“Do you need a new shirt?” Spencer walked up to your desk

“Maybe. This isn’t going to work.” You looked down at your white striped dress shirt that was now brown because of your clumsiness.

“Here” Spencer unbuttoned his navy blue sweater and handed it to you. You had to look away for a second because of your face turning bright red. You put on the sweater and it smelled just like him, old books, vanilla, and eucalyptus. It was warm and soft, like how you imagined his hands and them running through your hair or up your arms.

You got started on catching up on the case, not long until Rossi called everyone into the conference room for a call with Hotch

“So, what do you think of Alvez?” Spencer awkwardly asked you on the short trek to the conference room from your desks

“I haven’t met him yet.. so nothing”

Spencer looked at you and half smiled. That smile when he doesn’t exactly know what you’re thinking but is trying to read your face. You loved that smile.

You made it into the room, finally meeting Alvez for the first time.

“Hi! I’m y/n, a pleasure.”

“Hey, Luke Alvez. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“All good things I hope” you laughed

“ha yeah, it was all from Garcia and Reid.”

“I’ve heard lots about you too, from Garcia” You paused. “Glad you’re acquainted with her”

“Garcia is something else-“

“talking about me again Alvez?” Garcia asked overhearing the conversation. Rossi and JJ walked in behind her

Rossi reached for the call button in the middle of the table for Hotch and Tara to update the team on the progress with the case. The team grabbed their go bags and headed to the jet to head to the case. You made it to the plane second, after Spencer. You sat in the seat across from him and started to flip through the case file.

“So..” Spencer initiated after comfortable silence and looked up at you “What do you think of Alvez” He flipped through the file trying busy his hands while waiting for your response.

“He’s cool. Why?”

“Just wondering”

You smacked your file on the table “Spencer are you jealous?”

His eyes widened “What? No… no.. i’m not. why would you think that?” He retorted breathlessly

“You are! Reid I’ve known you for years, don’t think you can just get away with shit like that. I know when you’re lying”

“I’m not jealous though OR lying. I don’t know what you’re talking about”

“Why are you so interested in what I think about Luke for then?”

“I don’t know”

“Huh, for being a genius you sure don’t have a clue.”

He looked up and started to say something before the rest of the team filed into the jet finding their seats. Garcia filled everyone in and Rossi gave everyone their assignments after landing. Luke and Prentiss to the M.E., You and Spencer head to the crime scene, and JJ and Rossi to the station.

~~~

You and Spencer got to the crime scene, which was in the desert. You were beyond hot in your pants, so you took off your blazer and left it in the car. That left you wearing a dark red tank top that was a little lower than you anticipated. You reached into your back pocket and grabbed some gloves, and pulled them over your fingers. You walked up to the scene. Spencer lifted the caution tape up above your head. “Thank you” You walked over and squatted to examine the body. You looked at saw small incisions around the victims body. You made note to check what made those cuts because it wasn’t an average incision site. You looked up to Spencer who was on the other side of the body, but he wasn’t staring at the body, he was staring at you.

“Spence look at these marks, they don’t look like they were made by a scalpel but maybe something slightly bigger” you pointed using your pinky to the marks.

Spencer didn’t say anything, but had his mouth open, just staring at your cleavage.

Spencer was awestruck the day you walked into the BAU. You were charming and witty, but also kind to your core. You made him laugh and made him feel at ease, which is why he enjoyed your company. A couple of girls came and went for him, but none of them of were you. He was never able to be with a girl that didn’t make him compare them to you. You were his day and night and although he’d never admit it, he saw you as perfect. You could never do wrong in his eyes, that was, until today. He had a silent anger at Luke because he was making an impression on his girl. But you weren’t his girl, and you were entitled to anyone who wanted you. Which made Spencer even more mad, wishing he had the confidence to walk up to you and make you his.

He fantasized about you. Not only platonically but sexually too. Your body was perfect to him. After all these years you would still make his heart race seeing you. You made him nervous. He laid awake at night thinking about you. How your hair smelled and what you felt like. What it was like to be completely vulnerable and open to you. How you would touch him and hold him. He imagined what sex was like with you, but also what making love was. He loved your mind and heart, and he loved your body too. If given the chance, he would worship you for eternity. All of your insecurities were what he loved most about you. He wanted to kiss your hurt better, he wanted to be your go to in the bad and good, he wanted to be your forever.

“Reid?” you stood up

“Yeah, what?” he snapped out of his thoughts still staring

“Did you hear anything I said?”

“um, no, sorry” he avoided eye contact

You huffed walking away from the crime scene to call Prentiss asking for their progress at the M.E. Spencer scolded himself for being so unprofessional, but in his defense, your body was perfectly curved so he couldn’t help himself.

“Hey Spence. Hotch needs us at the station” you made your way back to the car and started it up. Spencer made his way to the passenger side. You sat in silence for most of the ride, but you remembered something Alvez said back at Quantico.

“it was all from Garcia and Reid” Reid was talking to Luke about you. Your heart jumped imagining what he said about you. She’s perfect. She’s a dream. She’s mine-

“y/n?” spencer’s voice snapped you back to reality. You felt his hand on your thigh lightly tapping, trying to get you back in focus. Your head shot to his hand trying to see if it was your imagination or real but he quickly swiped it away.

“Why’d you move it?”

“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” he bowed his head

“Spencer, you could never make me uncomfortable”

He smiled looking back up and putting his hand back. You felt comfortable with him.

~~~

You made it back to the station to share what you found. Delivering the profile, someone came forward explaining the same behavior in their neighbor. The team made it to the house, and found evidence, but not the unsub. Garcia followed his paper trail, tracking his recent credit card history, which led to a motel. The team went in first capturing the unsub which led to a clean arrest. The team packed their bags and headed for the jet.

Reid carried your bag onto the plane for you, which wasn’t a rare occurrence. It always turned heads especially when JJ joked that Spence never carried her bag. You sat next in your own corner, which was your own until Alvez sat across from you. Everyone drifted off to sleep one by one, except you. You had a lot on your mind. When cases closed, you always were wide eyed processing everything that had just happened. But right now, the case wasn’t on your mind. Spencer was. Spencer was thrown off since Luke joined the team a couple days ago. Maybe because he was another male your age? But why would Spencer be jealous of Alvez? Your thoughts were interrupted by Alvez waking up and moving in his seat.

“So.. y/l/n, how long have you and Reid been together?

Your face dropped “what”

“Oh sorry I assumed you two were together”

“Wha. wha.. why would.. why would you get that impression?” your heart started to race

“Well you just seem to be infatuated with each other and it shows. I’m sorry for-“

“no, don’t be at all. thank you actually.” you smiled thanking Luke internally for the confirmation you needed

The jet landed and the team went back to Quantico. You were silent the whole time which Spencer picked up on. JJ, Hotch, and Rossi said their goodbyes and headed home after a long night. Garcia and Alvez snickered for a bit before also saying goodbye and leaving. You decided to stay and finish up some paperwork and wanting you alone, Spencer decided on it too. Your desks were side by side with the aisle separating you two.

~~~

“Hey Spencer” you turned your chair towards him

“Yeah?” he didn’t look up

“Do you ever wish you were someone else?”

“What kind of question is that?” he looked at you and pushed his falling hair back.

This was torture. You wanted him so bad but you had no idea how to tell him. You didn’t want to sacrifice your amazing friendship just to have the led down of the century. Everything pointed to him having mutual feelings for you, but the risk overtook your mind.

“never mind” you laughed out going back to your paperwork

“no, what were you gonna say.” he turned to you giving you his undivided attention. he’s so perfect

You took a second to collect your thoughts. “Well, do you ever want to be someone else. Excluding success and all that but, do you wish you could have the confidence to what you…. wish… you could do?”

“Why would you want to be different? You’re perfect.”

He just called me prefect. outloud.

“I’m far from perfect.” you stared at him

“That’s a lie. You’re perfect. You have the kindest heart and the most incredible mind. You are smart, funny, and beautiful.” he flipped through his file trying to keep cool

“really?”

“Yeah.” He looked you in the eyes, trying to scream the words ‘i love you’. you both sat there looking at each other. you wanted to look away but you couldn’t peel your eyes off of him.

You felt the buildup coming. Your walls crumbling. The years of keeping your mouth shut and being overtly cautious around Spencer to hide the fact that you were in love with him a secret. Your confidence was building as your adrenaline rushed. You were staring right through Spencer and saw his own heart beating. You knew what was gonna happen next.

“You know what… fuck it.”

You pushed yourself up walking to Spencer. He stood up as you came towards him trying to guess your next move. You reached him and grabbed his face pulling your lips to his. He didn’t react at first but caught up after a second. He kissed you back, harder, excited to feel your lips for the first time. His were soft and gentle but also hungry for yours. He deepened the kiss shifting his hands from your shoulders, to your neck, to your waist. He couldn’t find the right spot, so you took his hands and put them on your hips and pulled yourself closer to him. You set your hands back on his neck, closer to his body than you’ve ever been before. He held your body tight, holding you close to him. His body radiating warmth and energy that was so attractive. You felt comfort for the first time in a long time. You felt safe. You felt home.

You broke the kiss needing air and stepped back from Spencer. You both were panting, but smiling, still holding each other. You didn’t need to speak at all, you both knew in the moment it was right. Spencer smiled down at your brushing the hair that he played with out of your face. He traced your nose and bent your hair back behind your ear.

“I’m in love with you” He smiled wide

“You’re so perfect” you smiled back

“Wanna get out of here?”

“Absolutely” He pulled you back into a kiss, shorter, but still magical. He tried leaving your lips to grab his bag but he couldn’t. You held to his body laughing at him trying to grab his stuff to finally take you home.

#spencer reid #doctor spencer reid #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fanfic #spencie #matthew gray gubler #mgg #fanfic #fanfiction #fluff #criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds fanfic

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mikaelsonwife4life · 3 months

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Monster High: The Rise of the Phoenix

The full moon shone down on an abandoned factory, glinting off of partially broken glass. Smoke and ash lingered in the air, piles of it laying across the dirty factory floor. It was this building that Headmistress Equestria Bloodgood, Lord Dracula Dracul, and Victor Frankenstein encountered as they searched for a young monster. They knew what they were looking for but not who. A phoenix was the rarest being to walk the earth due to only one being able to be alive at once.

A flash of red dashed across Headmistress Bloodgood’s peripheral vision and she whirled around, her silver eyes searching the darkness for the flash of color she’d seen.

“Ve are looking for the Voenix,” Lord Dracul spoke, his thick Transylvanian accent altering the pronunciation of some of his words.

“Don’t just say that,” Victor grumbled at his friend, “She won’t come out if she thinks we’re just looking for ‘the Phoenix’,” the simulcranium admonished.

“Be quiet, both of you,” Headmistress Bloodgood snapped, glaring at her two friends, silently questioning if she shouldn’t have brought Phantom and Viveka along instead, “My name is Equestria Bloodgood. I run a school called Monster High.”

“Monster High?” the trio looked up, shocked at what they saw. She was young, thirteen or fourteen, with golden tan skin and red-orange symbols across her limbs. Her eyes were fiery, red and orange and yellow blended into one. Her nails gripped the beam she was perched on, the inch long talon-like nails puncturing the wood. She was dressed simply, in jeans and a red to yellow ombre blouse that trailed, not unlike the tail feathers of birds. Her shoes were stilettos, red and scuffed with age and use. She wore a simple black leather jacket, also appearing to be heavily used.

“That’s right,” Headmistress Bloodgood nodded, stifling her shock at the visibly half-human girl, “Monster High is a school built for monsters kinds. Not only that, we welcome monsters of all kinds.”

“That’s all good and well,” the Phoenix girl drawled, eyes narrowing, “When you speak of all monsters. What about half humans?”

“Vumans vave never attended Vonster High,” Lord Dracul spoke up, his searing red eyes staring up at the young girl, whose blood red lips curled into a mocking smile.

“Untrue,” Victor spoke up, his rough voice seeming even rougher against the smooth baritone of Lord Dracul, graceful alto of Headmistress Bloodgood, and the Phoenix’s song-like soprano, “Father attended Monster High as a Normie.”

“It vas a vailed attempt,” Lord Dracul snapped, his fangs flashing as he glared at his old friend.

“Dracula! Victor!” Headmistress Bloodgood snapped, narrowing her eyes at the two men, “That is enough. If you two can’t stop arguing, wait outside.” The two men grumbled but after a particularly harsh glare from the Headmistress, they sulked out into the cool night.

“Between you and me,” Headmistress Bloodgood continued, silver eyes flashing back up to the monster, “Several half-human monsters attend Monster High already. Part of the special program I put together about seven years ago in hopes of creating a positive relationship between humans and monsters.”

“And the other monsters don’t care?” the Phoenix asked, her sunrise eyes narrowed suspiciously.

“For the most part, the other monsters aren’t aware,” Headmistress Bloodgood told her, “It would be your choice on whether or not the other monsters are aware of your heritage.”

The Phoenix narrowed her eyes before she jumped from the rafters, a set of fire-like wings expanding from her back and slowing her descent.

“The name’s Pyria Nix,” the girl told her, holding out a tan hand, “Consider it a pleasure.”

Headmistress Bloodgood smiled and shook the young girl’s hand, “Welcome to Monster High, Pyria.”

#monster high #headmistress bloodgood #dracula #victor frankenstein #frankenstiensmonster

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ecargmura · 5 months

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Ron Kamonohashi: Deranged Detective Episode 11 Review - The Mad Chameleon

My biggest worry going into this episode was whether this one would be as poorly written as Episode 5, which also happened to star Kawasemi, but it wasn’t. To my surprise, this was a lot better in execution. At least, I won’t have to worry about Kawasemi episodes being poorly written going forth.

Basically, Kawasemi has lost his groove ever since Yamane got arrested. He’s making basic errors and fumbling around a lot. Toto got sent to the Aichi Prefecture to help with a report, and to check up on Kawasemi on Amamiya’s request; while Amamiya just wants to see how bad Kawasemi is doing, she does care about him in her own way. The murder case regarding the Mad Chameleon was something Toto and Kawasemi happened to stumble upon as they were heading back from the souvenir shop; like I mentioned before, Toto is a crime magnet as crimes keep happening whenever he’s in the vicinity.

What I’ve noticed is that, in both Kawasemi episodes, the murderer is usually just a random person and not really a character for people to get assimilated with. Like with the Hand Collector, all we knew about him was his name, his obsession with hands, and that he already died. There wasn’t really any time to get to know about him; the same goes for the Mad Chameleon. We don’t know anything about this guy other than he’s someone Kawasemi arrests because he murdered someone. To be honest, I did feel a bit stupid as I couldn’t figure out the culprit. How was I supposed to know he had a watch? That felt like it came out of left field.

This episode is just Toto and Ron helping Kawasemi get his groove back; fortunately, Ron knows how to do so. The way he dressed up so slobbish was a test to see if the eagle eye would come back, but it was super hilarious. Ron calls himself Near-sighted Kamosemi and is trying to give Kawasemi a run for his money in order to help put his mojo back together. The way he copies Kawasemi was hilarious, especially with the tongs. He looks great with glasses though. It’s funny how he looks like the Persona 5 protagonist in front of the character voiced by the P5 Protagonist (Kawasemi’s VA voices him). Fortunately, it works as Kawasemi reverts back to his usual self by pointing out Ron’s imperfections; seeing Ron with two different socks and shoes was hilarious.

Other than the crime scene, the subplot around Ron is about him getting examined to see if his condition is genetic or something in his brain. It turns out that it’s neither. It’s just something that could have affected him after the incident. The mystery behind this disposition gets bigger. Though, it was nice seeing Dr. Usaki again. I also liked the part where Ron and Toto were in the train and they were talking about Ron having friends; Ron doesn’t have any friends, nor did he have any back then, but he considers Toto to be his friend. How sweet. It does make a bit of sense why Ron acts like a troll at times; he never had friends, so he’s unsure how to behave around them and whether people would tolerate his behavior. Toto knows how to behave around him and tolerates his antics, which is why Ron is rather fond of him.

Since last episode was a one-off murder crime, the opening for today’s episode got updated. When Toto meets up with Ron at the cafe, you can see the three girls from the last episode on the farthest left table. There’s also Chikori in front of the cafe entrance. It’s nice to see them! Now that there are two more episodes left, I’m curious on what they will be. Will they be a two-parter or two stand alone episodes? What are your thoughts on seeing Kawasemi again?

#ron kamonohashi's forbidden deductions #ron kamonohashi deranged detective #kamonohashi ron no kindan suiri #Ron kamonohashi #totomaru isshiki #omito kawasemi #amamiya #review #anime #anime review #arum journal #ecargmura

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oveliagirlhaditright · 6 months

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So... I was thinking about it the other day, and I think I might be somewhat (not too seriously, but maybe partly. I don't know. I don't know if I'm really big on KH theorizing anymore) back on my "Yozora is the Master of Masters" theory train again.

Why? Well, because I do think it's suspicious that we've never seen the two of them together at the same time. Even the KHIII secret ending that featured the both of them in Quadratum showed them separately. (I also find it weird--that even though we don't know much about KHIV now, and perhaps that's the explanation--it's seeming like there might be a possibility now that we might not be getting both the MoM and Yozora in the same game now. If that does happen, maybe it's just because it would be too much to juggle. Or because Nomura's waiting to do the Yozora stuff until the Verum Rex game, but hmm...)

But that's not what got me thinking again. If anything, that may just still be in support of the theory, perhaps.

A lot of people think that the Master of Masters' real name is "Light" based on the scene where he tells Xehanort his name, but you don't hear it, but there's a shock of light over his face/the screen. And I do think people are right to theorize this/that there might be something there.

How does this tie to Yozora, you ask? Who is Yozora a remake of? Nomura's character that he lost: Noctis Lucis Caelum, whose name meant: Night Light Sky (I feel like they fudged the Latin, and it was probably supposed to be "Light of the Night Sky", but that's neither here nor there).

But the point is the "Lucis"/"Light" part of Noctis' name. Now he's made the character Yozora to live out all that he wanted to with Noctis, since that character was essentially stolen away from him. Yozora's name means "Night Sky" in Japanese, like Noctis Caelum did in Latin. But though this hasn't been confirmed yet, I would not be surprised if Yozora has more to his name that we don't know of yet--a last name, perhaps--to give him the "Light" part of it he's missing (and make him more 1:1 Noctis, like Nomura clearly wants him to be), and fit this idea about the Master of Master's name being "Light," or perhaps part of his name being that.

Furthermore, what does Yozora say when Sora meets him in Re:Mind that's had people scratching their heads for so long? "This isn't what I normally look like. How would you recognize me as Yozora?" I think he's either saying here that he usually looks like the Master of Masters. Or people who have theorized that eventually Nomura is literally going to make Yozora look like Noctis, and thus Yozora's saying his Yozora appearance is "wrong" because he's supposed to look like "Noctis," are right... Which would be just too fitting in the same game where Nameless Star was saying her name and everything was taken from her. *cough* when Nomura got kicked off of Final Fantasy Versus XIII/Final Fantasy XV, and Tabata changed the story some, and now Nomura has to put some of his ideas from it into KH to reach his vision at all. *cough* Either way, you want to look at why he said what he did, Yozora could still be the Master of Masters with these explanations.

Also, there's that whole thing with the Master of Master's gazing eye, that's in "No Name" and allows it to see the future--and don't forget there was stuff with Noctis' eyes in Versus XIII: like how his one eye would be red at times, while the other would remain its natural blue.

The real kicker if all of this is true, is that Ray Chase--the English version of Noctis--voicing the Master of Masters seems like it's just a coincidence. o_0 As Noctis' VA doesn't voice him in any other version of the game, I don't think. Unless Square Enix NA knew that was where the story was going--if it is--and decided to just go ahead and cast Ray Chase as the Master of Masters partially for that added bonus. LOL

#there was also the theory that versus xiii noctis was actually evil. and you'd unknowingly be playing the villain the whole time (or that #he'd be misled for a lot of his game and was gray)#and if there's any truth to any of that... well the mom is most definitely gray

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elvenbeard · 10 months

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12, 25 and 27 for the ask game please!

Thanks so much for asking!!! :D

12. Do they have any sense of style? Regardless of the answer do they believe they have a sense of style?

Oh hell yes! You can't commit crimes if you don't look cute, right? XD But no honestly, he loves clothes, it's his biggest guilty pleasure if he had to name one.

I think he knows what goes well together and keeps up with trends - even if he doesn't follow them or actively breaks them. Is his sense of style everyone's taste? Nah, definitely not. But he likes to stand out when he gets the chance. At other times he also just enjoys putting on a really well-made, tailored suit and looking a bit more subdued but really fine still. He definitely gives Kerry's wardrobe a bit of an upgrade too xD

25. Do they have a daily/nightly routine?

Somewhat! During his time as a merc it always depended a bit on the gigs he got his hands on and whether or not they went according to plan. I feel like as a fixer later on he has an easier time even building a routine again (and for a while he missed his Counterintel job most for the routine it had given him for a while).

The bare minimum of what he strives to achieve though is going to bed and getting up at the same time roughly each day. He is more of a night owl and likes ot sleep in, so he usually gets up between 9 and 11 am, depending on how late the night was. Coffee and a small breakfast are a must, and Kerry gets him back into yoga, so that is often also part of his mornings. His days depend on what he gets to do, if he's at home or at the Afterlife planning things mostly, or if he's out and about, so there is no real consistent structure or schedule that's the same every day. Sometimes Kerry is home with him, sometimes he's at the stuio all day, sometimes they meet at some point during the day here or there. With their days being a little unpredictable sometimes, it's important to V to have at least somewhat of an evening routine of winding down. Before he knew Kerry he aimed to be home at the latest at midnight and then spent an hour or two just chilling, having a shower, playing a game, tinkering with something, things like that before going to bed. After moving in with Kerry at the villa and the penthouse he tries to be home a bit sooner whenever possible so they can do something together, go eat out somewhere, or just spend some time at home together, but it is an adjustment that really takes V some time and effort to make, because he's a workaholic at heart.

27. Has a chance encounter ever had an unexpected effect on them?

Absolutely! He's taken on some random gigs that affected him for much longer and much more profoundly than what he would've expected initially. Many of the cyberpsychos' he neutralized for Regina, their stories in particular, still haunt him, increased his already existing wariness towards getting cyberware installed, and made him aware of just how diverse and yet similar all their lives were. Full of betrayal and neglect, how many of them were veterans, too, that never received proper care after returning from combat. He never gave any of this much thought before encountering them and learning their stories, because they were all just numbers, "another cyberpsycho going on a rampage and killed by MaxTac" on the news broadcasts. Not anymore, and he sincerely hopes that maybe things will get better for them in the future.

The most profound chance encounter that completely changed his life though was definitely meeting Jackie. Had he not met Jackie he would've had no one to turn to after running away from home, he would've never met Viktor, he would've just been completely alone and lost and would've probably either died, slipped into a life of gangs and crime, or returned back home into a world that sucked all life out of him and become a completely different person if he'd made it out of there alive somehow a few years later. So yeah... unknowingly parking his mother's "borrowed" car in the Valentino's turf, getting in a fight with them, and Jackie being among them to deescalate the situation and saving his life for the first of many more times to come was definitely an insane but insanely important chance encounter in his life.

#vincent ezaki #ask games: answered

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kitweewoos · 2 years

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🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋🖋 gsmak, please?

Hellooooo <3

He hated that his heart beat faster when he noticed him. He hated that years and years had passed between them and Will was so sure he'd let Matt go from his heart and yet here he was, still infesting him. He'd never truly be rid of him, but he could get some kind of justice for himself, for Moira, for every other man and woman he'd ever swindled and cheated.

It seemed poetic that the first thing out of Matt's mouth was a push for the Vas-COM. It seemed, almost, like the universe giving him permission to continue. Even if it wasn’t, that’s how he was choosing to read it. Because he believed in a higher power. He believed that God had a plan for him, however twisted, however much it turned, however much he didn’t understand him. Matt was put in Will’s path, and it was lit up with so much coincidence and fate that he couldn’t ignore this as a sign. He was in the right place, at the right time, and Matt, god rest his soul, was going to come to some kind of judgment by the time he was done.

“Hey Will,” he said, stepping up close to Will in the OR, looking at the patient that Will knew from the clinical trial that had started this whole thing to begin with, open on the operating table as Crockett was trying to put her back together, starting with replacing her valve, even if Will was sure that wasn’t the correct path. She was a wonderful woman, and she deserved to live, see Terence become the lawyer she always dreamed him to be, start a family, start a practice, whatever came next. “I heard you had a patient down here that might interest me.”

“How’s that, then? Ms. Durant?” he asked where he was watching the way Doctor Marcel worked.

“She has a history of heart failure, doesn’t she?” Matt asked.

“Yeah, she was a part of the Kender clinical trial here, before everything happened, and she was doing so well. Without the medicine, it seems she’s getting worse again.”

“Not using a Vas-COM to monitor cardiac output, then?”

“I guess not,” Will said, glancing at him.

Send me a ✒️ and a wip title/code name and I’ll write three sentences on that wip and you get the sentences

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1/22/2023 DAB Transcript

Genesis 44:1-45:28, Matthew 14:13-36, Psalm 18:37-50, Proverbs 4:11-13

Today is the 22nd day of January, welcome to the Daily Audio Bible. I am Brian. It is wonderful, wonderful to greet a brand-new week together and step into it together, as we gather around the Global Campfire and move into this brand-new week. And as we so often pay attention to, it’s a brand-new week, everything that has gone before is in the past, it's a brand-new week, it’s a reset, it's a restart. Whatever we failed at last week, we don't have to fail at this, we can learn we can amass wisdom, we get discernment, we can pay attention. We get a fresh start and so, let's walk into this brand-new week together with a hope, knowing that nothing has happened yet, it's all out there in front of us. And what we do will write the story of this week, what we say will write the story of this week. May we navigate this week wisely, using wisdom as the Scriptures are so abundantly making clear to us that we need to do. So, let's do that. One of the ways we do that is to immerse ourselves daily in the Scriptures and take the next step forward together. And that next step forward together leads us back into the book of Genesis and back into the story of Joseph. We have gotten ourselves very deep in the story of Joseph and so, Joseph is now seeing his brother Benjamin. The other brothers they had to come back they ran out of food and the famine is severe. Joseph is second in command in Egypt, and he gets to see his little brother who he hasn't gotten to see. Like his whole childhood was taken from Joseph and he had to suffer through slavery and imprisonments before he became a commander, second in command and all of Egypt. So, he never got to grow up with his little brother and now he’s seeing him. He’s got all of the brothers in his house; they’re having a meal. He arranged all the brothers in their birth order, they’re astonished by this, they know something's up. They believe they’re being judged for what they did to Joseph and it's at that meal that we pick up the story, Genesis chapters 44 and 45 today and we will read from the Common English Bible this week.

Prayer:

Father, we thank You for Your word and we thank You for this brand-new shiny week that we get to walk into together, as a community here around the Global Campfire but together. We’re all sharing the same piece of history. You've allowed us to all be here on earth at this time and we thank You. So, as we move into this new week, we invite Your Holy Spirit to come and direct and bring clarity and correction and comfort into our week and into our lives. And these things that are looming out in front of us, the things that get us all knotted up inside and bring anxiety and worry, may we remember how this week started in the Scriptures, with You walking to Your friends on the lake, and they are scared, they are worried and frightened. And You said, be encouraged, it's me, don't be afraid. May we carry that, be encouraged, it's me, don't be afraid, every moment as we navigate this new week. We pray in the name of Jesus. Amen.

Prayer and Encouragements:

Good morning, everybody. Hey, it’s Annette Allison from Oklahoma City. Man, this is gonna be like a weird thing, I actually have a praise report and you’ll see why it’s weird. So, I’ve been helping out with the VA disability claim, and I finally got one. And it took a really long time, so I got kind of discouraged. You know, like one day it just finally all came together. And I’d been kind of putting off getting my ID card and getting signed up for the health stuff. Because I was like hey, you know, I’ll just save that for somebody else, you know. I got, my own health and you know, and insurance and stuff like that. And it was just one day the thought crossed my mind, you just need to get on down there and do that thing. So, I did, and it turned out like here's my ID card, it was like a wife with one of the guys I work with. And she knew who I was and she’s like telling me all this stuff. And she goes, hey, I’m gonna walk you over here to the health, where you sign up for the health stuff. And I said, I don’t really need that. And no, no, no, come on let’s go. And it was like, it was so cool. And then the person there, he helped me out, got me all signed up and he’s like, hey, let’s get you signed up for your appointment. And I’m like, ah, you know, I’m all good. No, no, no, come on, help me. Let’s just get this done. Everything was just so kind and so nice. It’s like, I didn’t really want to tell them no. Right, so, anyways, I did it and here’s the blessing part. So, I get down there and gotta do all this lab work and hey, we’ll let you know if we find anything funky. Course I wasn’t expecting nothing, you know, I’ve been good. And two days later, I get a phone call and the guy says, hey, this is so and so from the pharmacy. We’re gonna get you hooked up on all your diabetes medicine. Turns out that I have type 2 diabetes and didn’t even know it. I had no idea. It was a shock, but I knew there was something kind of wrong with me, but I didn’t know quite what. I mean besides mentally of course, you know. But it was like, man, they got me hooked up. And I feel so good. I could not believe how sick I actually was until I wasn’t. And I thank God for everything and it just, it was such a God thing, the whole way through. And I just wanna give Him thanks and praise for this blessing because some people might say, well, what a death sentence and I go, uh uh man. I feel, it’s like the biggest blessing of my whole life. So, I just wanna give God thanks and praise for taking care of me and looking out for me. So, I love you guys and you know if you’ve got those symptoms boy, you don’t know what’s wrong go, go and find out. Maybe it might be just like this and turn out so good for you. You know, you never know. So, I love you all. Have a wonderful day. Bye bye.

Hey family, it’s Valiant Val, we just heard our girl Lisa aka Philippians 4:6. I love that verse. Be anxious for nothing. Hey sis, I don’t know if I’ve ever shared my life verse, it’s Philippians 2:14, it says, oh Gosh, do everything without complaining or arguing. Good luck with that family. Let’s gather around this campfire right now. She’s our friend that has terminal cancer. But we know that God is able. Sis, your request is that you can stay in the hospital until your family member or friends come through for a place to stay. So, right now, let’s go before the throne and ask for that. Lord God, right now, we come before You, we lay it all at the cross. God, we shall be anxious for nothing. And in that Lord, we are believing that she can stay in the hospital Lord, until she can get into the care providing situation. And Lord God, there is nothing too hard for You. So, Heavenly Father, if it’s Your will, Lord God, heal our friend. Heal our sister in Christ, Father. Take this cancer from her body, Lord. Let her be a miracle, Lord Jesus. And God, if You see it to be another way and You’re ready to take her to glory, God, let it be as pain-free as possible, Lord. Please, in the name of Jesus. I love you sis. Muah. I’m praying for you.

Hi Daily Audio Bible family. This is Pamela, previously Refined by the Fine from Pennsylvania going by, Living Life Victoriously in Pennsylvania. I am being so encouraged by listening to all the wonderful love and care being shared on the community prayer. And just wanted to call in and encourage all of you as we lift one another up in prayer and encourage one another. I just want to say a brief prayer for us. Father, we come before You in the mighty name of Your son, Yeshua, Jesus Christ. You, Lord, are great and greatly to be praised. We come together boldy before Your throne of grace to find mercy and grace in all of our times of need. I thank You and I praise You for this community of prayer warriors, that we can come together and lift one another up and pray believing. We lift our voice to You and You hear our voices. And we eagerly watch to see Your answers to our prayers. I thank You and I praise You Lord. And I ask all these things in Jesus precious name. Amen.

Good morning, this is John Ransom calling from Budapest. Specifically, for you, Lisa, from the West Coast. You know, struggling with stage 4 cancer. And I was listening very intently to everything you asked for, praying for you. I know you meant for every need you have, not only for this intermittent week but for complete and utter healing. You know, I went through cancer, I went through Lymphoma, an entire year. And chemo and the whole thing. To the extent that the chemo knocked out my immune system and I need two weeks to be in isolation to have my immune system restored, you know, with stem cell therapy, etc. So, I truly know where you are at and I also know how the Lord appears in the middle of that situation. And I, my heart was glad when I heard that you see God in this situation. And nevertheless, I was very, very touched when immediately following your message, another woman called in and prayed for everyone suffering from cancer. And I joined her fervently in that. I want you to know that I’ll be praying for you from this point on as the Holy Spirit nudges me, reminds me. You know, you’re not alone. I had the Lord speak one clear message the day of the diagnoses, He said, I am doing a new thing. And I said, ok, Lord, I trust You will do it. And in the worse chemo, at three o’clock in the morning, He woke me up and I felt Jesus standing to the right of my bed. So, I pray for this intimacy with Him, and I pray for your complete and utter healing in His glorious and precious name. Amen.

Hello, this is Bonnie from Virginia. I was very thrilled to hear a boy who was 15 years old. He didn’t leave his name when he was encouraging other teenagers. And today is Wednesday, January 18th of 2023. I really get excited and very encouraged whenever I hear the children and the teenagers and young adults requesting for prayer and encouraging others. I am promising that I will pray for you, 15-year-old. God’s son, it’s very encouraging to hear that you being in that age, encouraging other teenagers. Life is long and there may be many challenges coming in your life, also. So, I will promise that you will be strong in God’s faith and will keep on encouraging others and be strong in His faith. Remember, we love you and it thills to hear that these teenagers are listening to DAB and making there __ to God. Thank you.

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Original S'more: Ice Cream Parlour

Rating: Teen and Up Words: 500 Pairing: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Weight Gain, Mild Feeding Kink, Chubby Steve Rogers, Getting to Know Each Other, Getting Together, Bucky is crushing hard, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Fluff

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“Bucky,” Nat’s sing-song voice travelled all the way to the kitchen, “guess who’s here.”

Absurdly, Bucky ducked behind the counter even though there were no windows into the kitchen from the front. He quickly stood up again as Nat burst through the door.

“I don’t have a crush.”

“I didn’t even tell you who it is.”

Bucky’s face heated up. Again. So predictable.

To preserve some of his dignity, Bucky asked, “what did he order today?”

Nat leaned over the counter and smirked at Bucky.

“Chef’s choice.”

“He didn’t say that.”

“No, but he only ordered black coffee and water and no ice cream at all!”

“Maybe he doesn’t want—”

Nat stopped him with an unimpressed look and motioned for him to whip up something to dazzle his crush. His useless, childish crush. Bucky didn’t even know his name — just ‘blond guy’.

Speaking of blond guy had started coming to the ice cream parlour about the same time that Bucky started working there. He wasn’t exactly skilled in the kitchen then, but Sam had hired him anyway after they’d first met at the VA. Bucky still hadn’t been fired a year on, so he had gotten quite confident in his sundae making skills

Three scoops of ice cream and some whipped cream. Standard.

Bucky never intended to make the sweet monstrosities that ended up at blond guy’s table, but as soon as he started to think about how deliciously thick blond guy’s thighs were or how much wider his waist had grown over the past year…

Bucky made a proper banana split, added chocolate shavings and chocolate sauce and another scoop of slightly sour fruit sorbet to balance out the sweetness. He had to switch out the cup he’d started with for a proper glass bowl.

Sam came in just as he put the finishing touches on the dessert.

“No,” Bucky said decidedly.

“You’ve been flirting across the damn counter every single time you can’t hide back here fast enough. I saw you craning your neck to catch a glimpse of him when I came in.”

“This is ridiculous, I—”

“I agree, which is why you’ll be bringing this to his table.”

It was hard to argue with Sam about anything but when he crossed his arms like that Bucky already knew he’d lost.

When Bucky reached the table blond guy had been engrossed in his laptop.

“I didn’t order— “

“I made this for you. It’s on the house.” Bucky put the bowl down with a loud clang and turned to hurry back to the kitchen.

“Hey, uhh, what’s your name?”

He stayed quiet for a moment then turned back around and said, “Bucky.”

“I’m Steve. You’re really good at this. Though I probably should stop coming here.”

Steve’s voice rose at the end like he was asking a question.

“Yeah, maybe—" Steve’s face fell and Bucky quickly added, “we could eat some real food, uhh, together?”

Steve instantly bounced back and grinned up at Bucky.

“Alright, it’s a date.”

#I made this :D #Weight Gain #Mild Feeding Kink #Chubby Steve Rogers #Getting to Know Each Other #Getting Together #Bucky is crushing hard #Alternate Universe - Modern Setting #Alternate Universe - No Powers #Fluff #Get Beached #Get Beached 2022

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oro-e-diamanti · 3 years

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The one where Ethan is pretending

Description | When you bump into Ethan in Paris, you fail to mention that you know exactly who he is. You’re not sure how long you’ll be able to keep it up when he asks you out for a drink.

Content | Fluff

Pairing | Ethan x gn!Reader (with the exception of one female pet name)

Word Count | 2071

Taglist | @ginny-lily @ethaneskin @tabi-toast @mywritingonlyfans

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There was no way you were staying in the same place that Måneskin had just arrived at. There was no way, you kept telling yourself. Paris was a massive city, the number of available hotels in the hundreds, maybe thousands if you had to guess. And yet, somehow, you had managed to pick the one place one of your new favourite obsessions would spend their time. You knew it didn't mean much, the hotel had more than a couple of rooms and with your luck, you wouldn't even catch a glimpse of them. But as you kept scrolling through Instagram, seeing pictures of people meeting the four Italians in front of the place you had checked into mere days ago, you couldn't fight a little bubble of excitement forming in your chest.

Well, you told yourself you wouldn't get your hopes up. And you definitely wouldn't hang around in front of the hotel or in the lobby. You had booked your solo trip to Paris months ago, after dreaming about visiting the city for most of your life, and you would be damned if you wouldn't stick to your itinerary and enjoy your holiday. However - you had gotten up at what felt like dawn to go queue up for the Louvre and spent the last couple of hours there, so you decided that a nap was the way to go if you wanted to continue exploring the city in the evening. Fortunately, the walk back to the hotel wasn't long.

You had made it to the last corner before entering the street you were aiming for, when two giggling girls ran past you, unceremoniously bumping your shoulder and sending you tumbling. You were fully expecting to hit the ground, but instead, a pair of strong arms caught you and brought you back to your feet. A pair of strong arms belonging to a strong chest that you came face-to-face with, belonging to a gorgeous face, belonging to Ethan Torchio.

"Tu vas bien?" His broad French accent confused you, momentarily forgetting about the little detail that you were, in fact, in France, as you stared at the drummer in front of you, who was still protectively holding onto your upper arms.

"Huh?" Was the immensely intelligent answer that thus left your mouth.

"Oh, not French?"

"No, definitely not French." You finally said, taking a step back from him to avoid the increasing awkwardness you were feeling about being touched by him, while the two girls who had previously knocked you down were now lingering around the two of you suspiciously, not coming close enough to be rude, but obviously desperate to get their own piece of Ethan. "No, just a tourist."

"Me too," Ethan smiled. "A tourist, I mean. Well, kind of. I'm here with my band so it's not like we have time to do a lot of sightseeing."

He briefly turned around to look at the two girls who still seemed frustrated at you hogging his time and gave a small wave before turning back to you. It was the movement that made you realise he had the most gorgeous red rose tucked into the waistband of his trousers. Well, it used to be the most gorgeous rose - after your little crash, it had bent in the middle, the top hanging only by a thread, in the most miserable fashion.

"Oh, no I am so sorry!" You gasped, carefully grasping the delicate petals that were on the verge of breaking off. "I must have crashed into it when you caught me."

"Don't worry about it," Ethan said, softly, and pulled the stem from his waistband. The flower looked even more tragic now, in all its crushed glory. "A fan gave it to me a few minutes ago."

"Huh?" You surely proved yourself articulate in this conversation. You mentally hit yourself, angry at yourself for being so easily flustered.

"There are a few fans waiting in front of our hotel, because we're in a ... band ... and things."

Apparently, your awkwardness was contagious. Also, it was becoming increasingly obvious that Ethan thought that you had no idea who he was.

"Let me get you a new one," you suggested. "There's a flower shop just two doors down from the hotel - I mean, I am staying there, too, so I know."

He smiled at you with a serenity and calmness that had your heart soaring. You decided you'd be willing to buy him a million roses if only he kept smiling at you like that for a little longer.

"Well, I've got to go now, but it would be rude to refuse your offer. Meet you in the bar of the hotel at 8 tonight?"

No way this was happening. You almost gasped, but at the last moment managed to keep your cool, outwardly. On the inside, you were a mess. Bumping into the drummer of one of your favourite bands was a wonderful chance meeting as it was - but this almost sounded like a date. Now, of course, Ethan wouldn't be asking you out on a date. That would be ridiculous. But there was also no way you would miss out on a chance to meet him again. Preferably without those two giggling girls that were still standing behind him, watching every move of your interaction but luckily too far away to hear what you were saying.

"It's a d- uh, deal," you quickly recovered before almost spitting out the word date instead. Ethan chuckled.

"Right, see you later, then, for our... deal."

He had seen right through you anyway, you thought. But he was still laughing, so it wasn't all that bad - right?

With another quick touch to your upper arm, Ethan walked past you, turning around just one last time.

"My name is Ethan, by the way. You can tell me yours tonight."

Oh, you would.

***

The rest of the day was... well, restless. You couldn't nap because your mind was a whirlwind and your stomach was twisting with excitement. So instead, you had made sure to get the prettiest red rose you could find in the flower shop down the street - while slightly wincing at the price that a shop in the center of the city of love demanded - and put it in a glass the hotel receptionist had been nice to give to you. Then you had decided that there was no way you would manage to relax before 8, so you allowed yourself a few hours simply wandering through the city, no real destination, no itinerary for once, just a nice long stroll with nothing but your thoughts.

At five past eight - being slightly late was still cool, right? - you did a quick check-up in the mirror, realised you were not going to get any happier with your appearance whatever you tried to do at this point, grabbed the rose from its makeshift vase, and left your room.

It only took you a second to see him when you entered the little bar on the ground floor of the hotel. Even in the dim light, the white blouse that he had already been wearing when you met for the first time stood out like a sore thumb. Long dark hair fell over his back in a silky fashion. You had never wanted to touch anyone's hair more.

You took one more deep breath and then walked over to Ethan, smile on your face and rose in your hand.

"A rose for the handsome gentleman?"

Ethan almost jumped, apparently not having heard you coming, but quickly a smirk spread over his face while he stood up.

"I'll take the rose and your name, then."

"It's Y/n."

Ethan greeted you with a soft kiss to your cheek, before taking the rose, pulling your chair back, and inviting you to sit. It was almost ridiculously romantic and if it had been anyone else it would have seemed over-the-top and off-putting, but with Ethan it seemed sincere and fitting.

"Glass of wine, Y/n?" He asked as he casually waved the waiter over to your table.

"Just one. I want to get up early tomorrow for some more sightseeing."

***

It didn't end up being just one glass. It ended up another one and then a bottle shared. But it also ended up with three hours of talking, laughing, teasing, and slowly moving your chairs closer together until you were basically sitting on the same side of the table. You had asked him about his band - still trying to cover up that you knew exactly who they were out of pure fear that he'd reject you for being a fan - and he has asked about your job, your life, your family. In fact, you only left the bar when the waiter had started throwing you annoyed looks while demonstratively cleaning the tables around you.

"I'll bring you to your room," Ethan chuckled lightly as you waited for the elevator. His hand was on the small of your back and it was spreading tingles all through your body. You were standing close enough that you could smell his perfume, a light yet musky scent that encapsulated everything about him.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, he lightly pushed you inside and you found yourself not minding him leading you like this. You pressed the button for your floor, leaning against the wall as you studied the man in front of you. He was a thing of beauty, no question about it, and when he smiled down at you the way he was right then and there, he made you feel like one, too.

"I had a lovely evening, Y/n. Is there any chance I could get your number?"

What a question, you thought to yourself. You'd be mad to refuse him!

You dug your phone out of your cluttered bag. You had switched numbers just a few weeks ago and had not yet learned the new digits by heart. Quickly, you switched it on - and your heart sank. Oh crap. You had completely forgotten about this.

The lockscreen of your phone was a picture of Måneskin.

As you looked up, you realized Ethan had seen. And, contrarily to the reaction that you were anticipating, he was wearing a massive grin.

"Ethan, I am so sorry, I should have told you immediately when we met but I kind of just stumbled into this and you were explaining you were in a band and I didn't know how to say-"

"Dolcezza, calm down. I've known all along."

"Wait - what?"

He didn't explain. Instead, he pointed to your bag - your tote bag - your Måneskin tote bag.

You truly felt like the least intelligent life form on earth.

"I've been carrying that around all day, haven't I?"

While your embarrassment grew, face heating up, Ethan grabbed your shoulders and pulled you into his body. His arms tightly wrapped around your body and you could feel his giggles in his chest, as your head was pressed against it. You didn't hesitate in reciprocating, clinging onto his torso, slowly swinging from side to side. Both of you caught in a tipsy stupor.

You only stopped when the elevator arrived at your floor, both of you stumbling out and dragging each other to your door while clinging on. When you reached your room, you let your back lean against it, pulling Ethan along so you were standing face to face, smiling at each other shily and yet never breaking eye contact.

"Why didn't you say anything?" You finally asked. He stroked your cheek, leaving goosebumps. He had now gotten so close that you could feel his breath on your, drowning in each other.

"I liked pretending."

And then he kissed you. Boldly, unafraid and passionate. You melted like putty under him, letting him take control while letting yourself fall, as his lips moved against yours.

You only pulled away enough to get another glance at him, before once again searching your bag, now one-handed, so you never quite had to let go of him. A small triumphant sound escaped you as you located the key card. Holding it up next to your face, you shot the man in front of you another smirk.

"Why don't we keep pretending? At least for tonight."

It wasn't an offer he was going to refuse.

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frenchrebelfries · 3 years

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Always

All it takes is one glance

You and Natalia have been together for years even before you both have been forced to join the Red room, you both were childhood best friends and did everything to survive that hell hole that the both of you were thrown into.

“Will you stay by my side until I fall asleep Y/N?” a small voice if Natalia filled your ears, you just smiled at her

“Always Natalia”

You both grew up together learning to kill people breaking your body with training and shattering your innocent minds but you had each other.

She was your hope, your light in the dark so you had to be strong for her.

Natalia was crying in your arms after a test was conducted each and every one of you had to kill some targets with their family to test our emphathy, Natasha have a soft heart and being force to kill made her hate herself but you were there for here shielding her with thoughts that would break her.

“I killed them Y/N, their child was-… she was to young” she cried as you comforted her rubbing her back with your hands

“It’s not your fault Natalia, you had to do it” you reasoned her as she continued to cry

“will you stay with me even I became a monster Y/N?” she sniffled as her forest green piercing eyes connected to yours, you just smiled at her

“Always Iyubov’ always” you assured her wiping her tears and kissing her forehead.

You and Natalia or Natasha a name she wanted to be called now were together just before both of you graduated from the Red room and was one of the best assassins of the organization, they knew about you and Natasha’s relationship after you both graduated but never interfere as both of you did your jobs splendidly taking their attention away from your relationship not wanting one of you killed as it would take years before someone can be good as you both to be replaced, she had you when she was sent to her first mission until you adjusted in the circumstance you were in and accepted it as it give you both a bit of freedom to be together and sometimes do things you wanted as long as you do your missions right, but all of that change when Natasha got an offer to join SHEILD, Natasha being her she did not let it pass as she reached her hands to you inviting you to join her.

“Y/N we can change our lives there… we don’t have to kill people just because they want to, we can change the world there” you were a bit shocked to what had Natasha said to you as you had taking a liking on the life you were in.

“Will you stay with me even I betray my country?” she was nervous… you can hear it in her voice as you accepted her hand as you always do and kissing the back of it which made her smile widely.

“Always IIyubov” she squeaked and throw herself to you caging you in a tightly hug and kissing you endlessly

“ya Iyublyu vas Y/N”

“ya Iyublyu vas Tasha”.

The SHEILD was no different to the red room that you and Natasha left back in Russia except that SHEILD treated you more nicely and have less missions. Natasha hated killing back then so you talked to Fury to never give Natasha assassinations unless necessary in exchange you will take the missions and do the dirty work for him which he gladly agreed and was kept secret between you both.

“baby I want you to meet Barton, Barton this is my girlfriend Y/N” Natasha was beaming as she introduced you to her friend, an agent she had gotten close from missions that she was dying for you to meet.

He smiled a bit as he offers his hand to you which you gladly took and send him a warm smile thinking how lucky this Barton to be a friend of Natasha.

“it’s nice to finally but a picture to the woman Natasha has been telling me all the time” you smirked and catch a glance at the blushing red head as she elbowed Barton at his side earning us a groan from him

“well Tasha never really shut up about having a friend like you either” Natasha being her sent you a death glare as both you and Barton laugh at the antics of the green eyed ex-assassin.

And that started a beautiful friendship, You, Barton and Natasha were inseparable. Clint took you and Natasha back to his home where his family lived introducing you to his wife Laura and his kids.

Everything was perfect, Natasha and you having dates around New York, taking undercover missions as a couple, watching movies you missed during the training back in red room, constantly telling each other how much you love them and having to spend Christmas with Barton’s family.

Everything WAS perfect

That change because of that one mission…

The mission to retrieve Dr. Banner or the Hulk.

“You good Y/N?” you heard Clint asking you as you stop punching the sand bag

“Yeah… why?” taking a towel and wiping off the sweat on your face to look more presentable in front of your friend

“Why are you not part of the Avenger?” he bluntly questions you

You knew this is going to be a hard pill to swallow for Clint and Natasha of you not being part of the team, only you and Fury knows about the deal of you being the assassin of the SHIELD you did some missions with them but you were very discrete with your kills that Barton and Natasha didn’t even notice this so they thought you were doing similar mission like them.

You weren’t put on the Team because the team saves people from harm while you kill people so they won’t do harm. They were the symbol of peace while you lurk in the dark to aid the peace they wanted.

You just laugh at Clint patting his shoulder

“I’m leading a different team Barton, I may not be an Avenger but we only have one goal”

He was silent for a bit before speaking again

“Are you spending enough time with Natasha these days?” you knew where this is going as you shrugged

“we’ve both been busy, after what happened at New York our team’s missions have been piling up and so was yours” you answered

“Y/N it’s not that I want to mendle to you and Natasha’s relationship but… you really need to look after her and Banner… they’ve been far too cosy to each other” he told you as his voice was full of remorse

You knew about this, about her and Banner’s… closeness

You asked her about this the other time but she just brush it off saying that there just friends.

You didn’t want to point it out again because you trust her… but you just can’t get this feeling that there was more to their friendship, and you really can’t blame her that.

“I know” you whispered to him as silence filled the gym

You were given by Fury a week off from missions which you rejoiced, this was your time to be with Natasha and do something together.

You got off of the floor where the common room of her team is as you saw her by the chair chatting with Clint.

“hey Tasha, Barton” Natasha and Clint smiled at you as you gave Natasha a hug burring your head on her neck making her giggle as Barton rolled his eyes at you.

“Fancy seeing you here Y/N” Clint said faking a british accent as you punched his shoulder murmuring ‘shut up’. You turned to Natasha

“Wanna get dinner later? My treat” you smiled brightly at her remembering the restaurant Maria suggested to go.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I promised Bruce to have dinner with him, how about tomorrow? Sounds good?” you saw Clint raised his left eyebrow as you felt a small pinch at your heart as you only smiled at her not wanting to alarm her.

“Sure, I’ll pick up tomorrow at 6 then” she kissed you on your cheeks thanking you for understanding as she soon got a call from Bruce wanting some help in the lab bidding you and Clint a goodbye before leaving.

You just sighted, you were looking forward to this dinner grabbing a help from Tony to have reservation in that restaurant since it only cater powerful people and Tony was one of them, you look at Clint as he gave you the ‘I told you so’ look

“so… wanna grab dinner Barton?” he cheekly smiled

“I thought you’d never ask”

When you met him at the exit of the building he also invited Maria and Dr. Cho who is wearing formal dresses as you and Barton wore some suit which made feel a bit better, after dinner Maria and Clint dragged you and Dr. Cho from bar to bar enjoying the break you had as they filled your night with fun taking your thoughts off of Natasha.

You were invited by Tony to attend his party, you wanted to decline but Clint, Maria and Dr. Cho forced you to come telling to relax for a while and from the moment you stepped in Banner and Natasha have been lost on their own world together.

You watch as Clint, Tony, Rhodey, Banner and Steve trying to pull Thor’s hammer from the glass table as you sat silently beside Natasha who was in a very ‘interesting’ conversation with Banner as you kept drinking the bottle of beer that was filled with vodka chugging it down to your throat just wanting to disappear in this room.

You felt a hand on your shoulder as you turned around seeing it was Dr. Cho as she gently pulled you up from your seat to Maria and Clint’s side making you breathed a bit more comfortable as she sat next to you giving her a kind smile

“Thanks” you whispered

“your welcome” she replied and continued to watch Steve as he pulled the hammer earning a squeak but again didn’t budge.

You felt Maria leaned on your legs as she sat down taking the bottle of beer full of vodka on your hands as she smelt it and immediately gave you a side eye as you murmured a quick “Sorry”

The fun was stopped when a broken robot walked in limping and all you know was there are robots trying to kill all of you.

You jumping to action wanting to run to Natasha to protect her but you saw her running with Banner…

You were jealous of it but Dr. Cho being closer to you, you pulled her away from the chaos as a robot shot the both of you, you hid her behind a large post

“Stay here” you told her as you pulled a gun from your side and started shooting the robot as it falls to the ground and took it’s head off as Thor finished the last one.

Another problem arises for the Avengers as you barely saw Natasha for a few weeks as you put yourself up from mission to mission not wanting to think about her as all you saw was her and Banner’s face laughing.

“The wall will melt if you kept staring at it you know” you were cut off on your daze by Maria as she sat beside the bed that you are now laying on in the Medical bay, Natasha had been notified about this as you tried to stop them but she never came to look for you.

“How bad was it?” Maria asked seeing your torso wrapped with bandages

“enough to keep me away from missions for two weeks” you sigh not really liking the idea of being coped up in a place that kept reminding you about the circumstance that you were in

“I think I know what have been running through your mind lately… it’s about Bruce and agent Romanoff is it?” the silence of you was taken by Maria as an answer as she looked at you in pity.

And you broke as tears run past you face just staring at nothingness, crying was a foreign thing for you, you never cried when you almost died or taken by the Red room, you never cry when you had your first kill.

But right now… the tears keep streaming down your eyes was you tried your best to stop it, you felt Maria stood and wrap her arms around your shoulder pushing your head on her chest as your tears wouldn’t stop.

“I-I don’t know what to do Maria…” your broken voice hurts Maria in many different ways, out of all the people she met you were one of the most calm person she encountered, and most importantly you are her friend…

It hurts her seeing you cry, it’s her first time seeing you being vule like this.

“just let it all out Y/N”

And you did.

You stood there outside of room Natasha was in wanting to see her as their mission failed and now laying low at Barton’s house but you stood there frozen from the scene of her and Banner holding each other.

You rushed out of your mission when you heard about what happened to them as Clint told you that Natasha was injured and all shaken up with the enhance girl putting things in their mind, you dropped everything and just want to be with the red head but what greeted you is this.

You clench your hands so hard not wanting to break here when you felt someone hugged your leg

“Aunt Y/N” Lila said as you gave her a forced smile picking her up from the ground

“where’s your mom hmm?” you asked her sweetly as she points out to the kitchen as you tickled her sending her in full giggles walking to the kitchen and seeing a very pregnant Laura cooking

Putting Lila down and greeting Laura as she turned to you

“Y/N! oh god I missed you!” you chuckled as she gave you a hug which you return

“Missed you too Laura” you broke the hug

“so did you meet Nat?” you just shrug at her wanting to change the topic so you stared at her big belly

“you look big Lau” she smacked your arm as you both laugh

“I know Lila has been telling me that, why don’t you go sit I’ll make some food” you decline as you picked up some ingredient and started cutting it.

“Nah I’ll be helping you out, we don’t want you getting to worked up”

After you finished cooking you left some supplies for them and sneakily left the Barton’s house not wanting to alarm the team as you linger around the perimeter checking for some anomalies before completely leaving for another mission Fury assigned.

“p-please don’t kill me I’ll do anything!”

Your phone rang as you were in the middle of killing one of the many leader of Hydra as he sat on the ground begging for his life

You quickly answered it as Clint’s voice filled your ear

“Y/N, Nat has been taken” your face harden as anger builds inside you

“What?! “

“Ultron took her”

“I’m on my way”

You ended the call and shooting the man on his head 3 times before heading out

All you though that time was to find Natasha.

You just stood there behind Clint in silent not wanting to lash out in anger and worry about Natasha, there are two new people in the group Pietro and Wanda… you thought they were too young for this, barely even living normal live and was thrown in to this mess… you pitied them as you pitied yourself.

Vision gave Thor his hammer which surprised everyone. Thor took the hammer as Vision left everyone speechless.

“right… well done” Thor patted Tony’s shoulder before leaving

“three minutes, get what you need” Steve said as all of us left packing things they’ll be needing.

You took some guns, daggers and things you needed as you held the locket Natasha gave you after you both graduated from the Red room… it has the first picture of you both smiling as you held a bit more freedom back then.

All you every though is

Bring back Natasha, bring back your love.

You remembered what Natasha used to say to you ‘will you stay by my side?’

“Always” you voiced out kissing the locket placing it back on your neck near your heart.

You were tasked to save Natasha with Banner and evacuated her, you lurked behind Banner as you both navigated your way to Natasha’s cage, you stood at the dark as you pulled your dagger out of the robot beheading it just be sure, turning around seeing Bruce has set Natasha free and again lost between their world.

You want to shout at them wanting your presence to be known rage boiled up inside you and everything stopped when she kissed him… your heart ached, it’s like someone was crushing your heart as all you want is to scream.

You silently left not wanting to see more of them as the picture of them kissing filled your head.

As you got outside you saw robots coming everywhere, you held on your gun and dagger tighter as civilians passed you, you swiftly yanked a robot’s head that was sticking out on the ground and all you saw was red…

You kicked a head of a robot you just beheaded as tons of them was laying beneath your feet, you have gashes littering your body but you didn’t feel any tiredness or soreness only rage and betrayal.

“Y/N?” you froze when you heard the familiar voice of the woman you love, you didn’t want to turn around to see her face as it only reminds you that you were never hers anymore but you can never deny her.

You turn around facing her as your eyes held emptiness, she looked a bit worried as she took a step closer to you avoiding the metal bodies as you held your gun pointing at her and she stopped

“Y/N what are you doi-“ her words cut off when you fired the gun hitting the robot that was flying behind her.

You heard Tony saying stuff at your earpiece wanting all of you at the core as you saw Natasha’s hand holding it out on you

“stay with me?” your anger and rage melted at her words as it brought you back the memories of the past as you took her hand

“always”

“Together” Tony said as Natasha held your hands tighter as you squeeze it reassuring her

And that, all hell broke loose.

You kept killing robots after robots so was everyone keeping them away from the core, you saw a robot going to Natasha’s back, you pulled it’s head snapping its neck.

“I’ll protect it” Wanda said as you, Natasha and Clint rode a car towards where the evacuation is

“get your asses on the boat” Natasha said as all of you got out of the car

“where are you going?” you asked her

“I have to get the big guy” ah… Banner you saw her run to the side as you stood there as you felt Clint held your shoulder

“hey… lets go now” you just nodded following him

Bullets rained down as everyone took cover, Clint on the other hand pulled a child while you were beside him taking cover as you saw Pietro running to shield him…

You pushed your body forward as you reached Pietro’s left side but not enough to cover him from the other shots

You felt bullets broke out of your skin while you saw Pietro took 3, two on his arm and one on his right leg,

he’ll be alright with that…

you thought as your body weaken after taking one on your right shoulder on the right side of your stomach and on your arm.

You held your ground as you put pressure at the shot by your stomach as it bleeds out badly

“you good kid?” you ask Pietro as he nods limping

“Y/N!” you heard Clint shouted as Steve drag you and Pietro to the ship

Your ears were ringing badly as Clint tried to stop the bleeding

“Barton… I badly need a nap right now…” you whispered as blood ran down your lips

“Y/N hey don’t you dare sleep, We need a medic! Agent Y/N is down!” you heard Clint’s voice as you saw Pietro at the side sitting as he looked at you with apologetic eyes as you gave him a reassuring smile.

You saw small dark dots as you kept your eyes open not wanting Clint screaming at you but then you were swallowed by darkness.

Clint run to the helicarrier towards the medical bay with you on his arm limping with Steve behind him holding Pietro

“MOVE!!” he shouted as he reached the med bay placing you on one of the bed as Dr. Cho did her best to keep you alive,

Clint was thrown out of the room as they waited outside patiently

“We’re losing her! Get the defibrillator!”

“Im gonna go and see Pietro” Steve announced as Clint just nodded as he sat beside the bed you lay on, as much as Clint hated the beeping sound from the machines that was hooked up from you it is the only reminder for him of you being alive.

Maria already passed by but Natasha was nowhere to be seen, Maria told Clint that she was busy finding Banner who is now in the quinjet in stealth mode and that made them angry.

Her girlfriend is lying here barely even alive but she kept searching for that guy.

“Thank you for saving me Y/N” Pietro’s heavy accent filled the room you were in

“you still have a lot of things to accomplish kid, and stop thanking me already” you took a bite off of your sandwich which Wanda made for you

“Your sandwich really hits the spot Wanda thanks” you smiled at the witch

“your welcome Y/N, I’ll bring some more tomorrow if you want” she smiled warmly

“that would be great”

A knock on the door and a red head popped on it

“well that’s our cue, come Pietro” Wanda pulled Pietro out of the room as Natasha walked in locking the room.

“Y/N” she called you

“Natasha” you acknowledge her

“how are you?...”

“getting better now”

And a loud noise of silence embraced you both, you took a deep breath looking at the large glass with the green view outside

“I know…” you broke the silence as her head whip to look at you

“What-“ you cut her off

“I know about you and Banner…” you told her bluntly and straight forward

“Y/N… im sorry…”

You gave her a smile cupping her face as tears started to stream down her face

“It’s alright IIyubov… I really can’t blame you if you fall in love with him…” God… it’s been forever since you last called her that

You wipe off her tears as she kept saying how sorry she was as you hugged her tightly as if it was the last time you will do.

“Does he make you happy Tasha?” you asked her as she stayed silent for a while before nodding, your heart ached as it was like being stumped

“Do you love him?” you felt a nod as you closed your eyes tightly not wanting your tears to run by your face. Natasha was all you had left, your reason for everything, all you want is to protect her and keep her safe and make her happy.

And if she’s happy with him… even it hurts… you would gladly let her go

“Be with him…” Natasha froze in your embrace as her green eyes found yours

“All I wanted for you is to you to be happy Natalia… if being with him felt right then I would gladly let you go” at that moment you saw flashes of you and Natasha from the first time you met, to her being scared, the time you confessed your feeling, to your first kiss, the day you held each other as if non in the world matters, to your graduation in Red room, both of you joining SHIELD, celebrating Christmas with the Barton’s and to her lingering laughs and giggles telling you how much she loved you…

Your eyes were watery, Natasha was shocked by the words coming out of your mouth, it is her first time since you were kids seeing you this… broken… and she hated herself for she was the reason her Y/N was this. You’re her hero, her guardian, her shield you followed her everywhere around the globe happily as you were her sun.

A tear slipped from your eyes as you smiled painfully to the woman you love, to the woman you thought you would end up forever… to your home… With all the courage you spoke

“ya Iyublyu vas Natalia, Always and forever” kissing her forehead

as painful as it is, she can’t move forward with a part of her past lingering around her… You…

Breaking the embraced you were with her, taking a step back as you smiled at her as she stayed silent watching you

whispering your last words to her

“goodbye Natalia”

You walk off the room closing the door behind you with heavy heart. You are happy that she’s now making her own choices… not being tied down with anything and having control to her life, you are proud of her even that choice she made hurts you.

It breaks you to let her go but

Natasha finally found her family in Avenger

As you lost yours.

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