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zensations35 · 5 months

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Familiar Rapport (Natasha)

HERE IT IS FINALLY raaah! I wrote it on Monday but damn if recording the audio didn't take me FOREVER. But please enjoy Nat being sick and Tony being a sarcastic asshole. (Because I am weak for Stark Sass). Audio under the cut.

It’s past 9 and Steve is still here.

He’s asking for more information on Natasha’s new project and she is rushing through her explanation. Which only causes more confusion.

She’s listing off tasks for a third time when she notices her voice starts to tinge with congestion. She pauses mid-word, gaze flicking to Steve.

He looks at her, pale brows knit, “What? Something wrong?”

She gives her best vacuous chuckle hoping it will disguise a shiver of her lips. “I was just thinking it might be easier to show you.”

She pivots, socks shushing across the plush rug stretching across the central room of Stark Tower. She bends to the table centered between the chairs and picks up a tech pad.

Steve chuffs, “I think you have too much confidence in me being able to understand this baloney.”

Natasha squints at him, her lips curving in a wry smile, “Baloney?”

“P…people don’t say that anymore?”

The grin stretches in amusement. “If Captain America says it, it might make a comeback.”

She powers the pad on and swipes through the screens, showcasing visual details to Steve. He leans close and she instinctively holds her breath for a moment before realizing it’s pointless. Steve can’t catch it anyway. As his eyes skim the pad, she lifts a curved knuckle to her nose, tapping it just hard enough to chase away a lingering itch. Steve doesn’t notice. Fuck, she wants to sniffle so bad.

Steve is pointing at the pad, brows raised expectantly. What did he just say? Rghh, it’s so hard to focus on anything but the creeping sensation crawling through her sinuses. The itch just won’t stop, and it’s going to be completely obvious if her nose runs. She has to sniffle. Just one…maybe he won’t notice…

She risks it, sipping air with the barest…tiniest…

*snf*

Her nostrils flare wide but also up. In an extremely pronounced way. As if her face was a map of lines pointing straight to her nose’s announcement of her hitching breath. Fuck. Steve’s eyes flick to her and her lips tighten. He can’t know--he can’t know. If Steve realizes she’s sick, he’ll put a halt on this project. Natasha may have final say in most things, but Steve will absolutely round up the entire team to get her to lay the fuck down.

Nope. Not happening.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” she snaps. Steve’s lips crimp but he doesn’t frown. He’s too graceful for that. He just nods and says “Alright.” He doesn’t mention the congestion in her voice and Natasha hopes maybe she sounds less stuffy than she feels.

She mimes a startle and pulls out her phone, “One minute.” She sticks it against her ear which allows her to turn away from him and wander a few steps. Thank fuck. She starts speaking Russian, pretending to have a conversation about a crisis while she saunters farther away, toward the frosty bay windows.

She can feel the chill from the winter wind against the glass, snowflakes kissing the window only to drop down and pool below solidifying into icy daggers.

The sudden chill has Natasha wrapping her bare arms around herself, shuddering. Her words begin to spill, she’s speaking with the un mistakable thickness of a person about t-to…

“H’kX!” She squeezes her shoulders, her neck, clenches her jaw, slams every wall down around herself before releasing a barely audible, “Hrt’KngT!” A small puff of breath escapes after and that does not go unnoticed.

Steve whips his head toward her. “Did you…”

She blinks at him, giving him her best, ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about’ look. She knows it works. It al ways works. Steven looks abashed and refocuses on the pad, “Nothing.”

Damn right nothing.

She eases back toward Steve and pockets the phone, screwing her face up in concern-- hopefully convincing despite the cloying of her nose, the pink of her cheeks…

“Oh, Steve, I think Bruce needed your help with something.”

“He did?”

“Yeah,” she hands him the tech pad. “Why don’t you take this and show him the plans--he can help you and you can help him. Win win, hm?”

Steve tilts his head, apprehension painted all over his features.

Natasha points at the pad, “Go.” She thrusts the finger at the door.

Steve mutters something, but with another shoo from Nat, he does amble away.

Oh thank fuck because as soon as hhh she hears hhhh-im l-leave…”hih-AH!” He’s gone, fina--IEXSTTchh!!” She groans as she finally surrenders to the-- “HieTNKgshh…”

“Bless you.”

Natasha spins, eyes widening when she sees Tony standing askew next to the table. Her teeth chafe her lip in frustration. No one sneaks up on Natasha--damn this cold messing with her in unfathomable ways.

“How are you handing it?” Tony asks offhandedly.

“Handling what?”

“The cold.”

Her voice quakes. “What cold?” Damn, she can lie better than this. This is pathetic. Her cold symptoms are making her look disingenuous. She is fine, she just…needs to sneeze a lot and it won’t…fucking…stop. That doesn’t mean she isn’t fine.

He snorts, swaying toward the table in a sashay that rivals her own. “I heard it keeping you up last night.”

She latches a glare on him. “Why were you up last night?”

Tony plucks a square tissue box from the shelf next to him, “Oh, the usual. Binge drinking. Learning quantum physics. Being generally brilliant.” He holds out the box to her, taking a step forward.

Natasha holds up her hand, “Don’t.” Tony hesitates at the look on her face, lowering the box. “Don’t even come near me. I don’t want to give this to you.”

Tony lifts an eyebrow. “Is that the only reason? Because you talk as if I didn’t already catch this.”

Her eyes spread, “You were sick?”

He tosses it to her and she deftly catches it. At least her reflexes aren't in the trash.

“Still am.”

Natasha runs forked fingers through her hair, parting her copper waves, “Wow you are way better at hiding it than me.”

“No I’m not. I just know what hiding it looks like.”

Her lips crimp and she droops, letting her entire body melt into the chair. She tips her forehead onto her fist and sighs. “I’m so fucking tired. I just want to lay down and moan.”

Tony leans against the wall, folding his arms in his very Tony Stark way. “Then do it.”

Natasha chuffs, “I can’t. If anyone sees me taking time off. Slacking? They’ll know…”

“That you’re not perfect?”

Natasha’s head jerks up to glare at him. Tony rolls his eyes. “You’re not perfect, Nat. None of us are. You may be able to kid Cap. Bruce. The whole team--but you can’t hold them in forever.”

She rolls her eyes. “I can try.”

“But you shouldn’t.”

Another glare, and if looks could jump kick you in the face, Tony would be on the floor. She can’t hold the glare for long though. Her eyes are already glassing over, face flushing with a pink tinge. “H’kNG!” Hhhh-dammit--Hah!” Her shoulders curve, her fist sliding across her cheek to pin her nose, “H’ISXht!”

Tony sighs, his shoulders sagging with the breath, “I’m gonna put on soup. For both of us,” he iterates. “You go lay down. Watch one of those nature documentaries you like.”

“I don’t like nature documentaries.”

“I was being nice. I know you watched Marley and Me when you thought we were all asleep.”

She stiffens, “I only watched that because Owen Wilson looks familiar!”

“You know Owen Wilson?”

“No, but I’ve seen…” Lines crease her eyes and her vision warbles. She sips a breath, shoulders rearing as she snarls into a quickly cupped palm, “Hat’TSHieh! Hk’TZSH!!”

“I can text Mr. Wilson and ask him, but I think he’d agree with me that you need to rest.”

“You’re exhausting.”

“You’re exhausted.”

“Fuck you.”

“No thanks. You had your chance.”

Natasha throws herself to her feet and groans, not unlike a teenage outburst. She inwardly scolds herself for it. Being sick? It sucks. It makes it even harder to keep a cool head. Especially when Tony’s being a little shit.

“Fine,” she wipes the air with her hand and strides toward the hall, “I’m going to rest.”

“Thank. You.” Tony glides toward the kitchenette and Natasha doesn’t even fight the fact that he technically won this battle. But she’s so exhausted, she really doesn’t care.

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yievie · 4 years

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whew! what’s up everyone! my name is crissy and yes, i am the clown who sent my account ask on anonymous last night. luv that for me! I GOT A COOL FAMILY ICON IM CRYING!!! now this is yi eun hye, better known as evelyn yi or evie, paging dr. sexy md don’t call her that though, she’ll kill you omg the second eldest princess of the four neglected korean princess sisters aka the mom friend sister or the buzzkill responsible sister.

~`click anywhere here for a link to my app ~

under the cut i’m gonna throw some important personality and background stuff along with maybe? half-formed plot ideas? if not i’ll make a follow up post later, but pls like this plot if you wish to plot, i’ll try to come bother u. my ims are open hmu anytime (also bc im anxious af to b first message bc im BABY) and I ALSO have a discord located at quarantine queen#2918 where i’m usually v v v active. (lmk if u cant add me shoot me a message on here and ill fix it) ok imma shut up here is cranky daughter! ITS LONG SRRY

( pS: also if my blog is too hard to read just stick /mobile on the end of the url xx )

background

the empress and emperor of korea had 5 kids, 4 daughters, 1 pampered son and evie was the second oldest daughter after dianna but like, she’s bossy and high strung and acts like the oldest anywayS so it doesn’t matter!

woo! however, korean tradition is rooted deeply in patriarchy and other backwards thinking, >:(((( so evie’s parents basically pretended like their son was the only kid they had and sent evie and her 3 sisters off to swedish boarding school to ROT as they each turned 10 and forgot abt them while they groomed their son for the throne! thx mom n dad! luv u too! sdjlaksjd

during her time at boarding school evie was expected to not learn much of anything, not do anything spectacular, she wasn’t expected very good grades or to be smart or successful or anything bc that was Men’s Work and so evie did . . . THE EXACT OPPOSITE.

evie EXCELLED in school, straight a’s, top of her class, honors, ap valedictorian, which meant all nighters, nose bleeds at 2am from studying too hard, looking dead walking through the hallways, eating ramen 25/8, falling asleep w her face in her textbooks, getting bullied a lot for being a nerd and Not looking like her sisters and like...the creature from the black lagoon.

her parents, understandably, were not very happy with this but it wasn’t until she wanted to go to medical school that her parents were like FURIOUS. to them, women, esp the princesses, were only supposed to get married, have kids, THAT WAS IT. so evie wanting to be a doctor enraged them. STAY MAD!

they tried to have her engaged SO. MANY. TIMES. but she has a really repellent personality, she’s very kat stratford from 10 things i hate about you. and is rude and states her very liberal very socialist opinions often, dresses sloppy and hurts mens feelings a lot just for fun so they all went rUNNING from those match appointments! her parents literally are losing their minds they don’t know what to do w her theyre like god why did we give birth to the aNTICHRIST!?!?!?

not wanting anything to do with her parents, evie got into college and medical student on scholarship based on her own merit and skill. evie went to the seoul national university for 4 years then did a 2 year residency at the country’s top hospital, becoming one of the best on call heart surgeons there.

the korean media likes to clown on her A LOT! bc shes scary and angry and cares very little abt her appreance is A DOCTOR and not a princess really for the opposite reason they clown on dianna but evie does not really care she doesn’t care abt impressing people, just saving lives and proving people wrong. finger guns

but yes! thats what u missed on glee. evie was a heart surgeon in korea before being shipped off to thailand! shes v salty by the way ... even more than usual.

fun facts?

evie wears massive grandma glasses to see bc shes BLIND when shes in line with her sister people do not think she’s related and are like “OMG OMG THE PRINCESSES!!! BUY WHATEVER U WANT ON THE HOUSE I--oh? maam? uh? can we help u, ahjumma?” HELP

very dry, mean, will call you out on ur shit and hurt ur feelings probably. doesn’t really know how to Chill or have fun, stays out of drama and parties for the most part literally that old man that tells u to get off their lawn

LOVES HER SISTERS!!!! LOVES THEM!!! moms them and nags the FUCK out of them tho abt everything. wear a sweater its cold, drink water, dONT DO THAT GET DOWN FROM THERE, i told u to eat before u drank all that soju pabo!!!! skhaslkfh BUT SHE LOVES THEM VERY MUCH HER WOOOORLD the only people shes kind of nice to

as stated, has tried to been matched up before but has basically scared away all her matches by being A Lot and not polite or dainty and burping probably

her mom calls her all the time to talk abt how shes having a heart attack bc her second daughter is an unmarried, childless, spinster with a cat who is embarrassing her by being a doctor and being loud and obnoxious and outspoken against the royal heirarchy and right wing politics. evie just puts her on mute and lets her keeping yelling at no one for the next hour

loves beer, loves fried chicken, very unladylike, wears oversized sweaters and her hair messy and watches love island australia and the bachelor just to make fun of the people being in love and stupid i think secretly she kind of wants it but...thinks shes unlovable and will die before she says that shh

bisexual legend! cue mr and mrs yi screaming somewhere

not that it matters bc she cares little abt romance and sex and always put work and school before everything so everything touchy like that she either ends abruptly or stays the hell away from

never parties or goes out but when she does get really drunk gets very cute and touchy and happy there is one video on the internet of her like on a table ashdkh yikes

is soft deep down just like *shrek voice* donkey, orges are like onions they have layers and u gotta get past a lot of them for her to get past her level 4 tragic backstory and into the soft, vulnerable part of her personality its nice i promise she is SQUISHY

weird plots???

best friend? im sure she has one somewhere. or friends at all? people who arent scared of her who shes nice to....mostly

enemies woo! hate her its very easy to hate her so do it

u want to do a daredevil thing like when matt shows up bleeding and dying or after a fight or something and she patches u up

just anyone need a doctor bc paging dr sexy md~

past loves? boyfriend? girlfriend? weird flings? weird tension unresolved stuff WOOO

ANYONE who broke her heart for the angst and drama

hit on her itll b funny

anyone who she was previously matched w who she scared off

someone shes currently trying to be matched or betrothed to GOOD LUCK

someone she has a crush on YIKES or vice versa

any of the college kids need a tutor?

roommates?

ANYTHING PLS HMU <333

#;;ooc ( out of crissy ).#hello this is angry daughter shes scary but we stan #sorry this was so long pls hmu #ALSO LOOK AT MY COOL ICON!!

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sponfawn · 5 years

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So @racketballz made a post about how Butch seems to have a hyperfixation in relation to Buttercup. I had a lot of thoughts about this but I didn't wanna derail their post or anything so I cut and pasted the stuff here.

I wrote a long post about Butch's ADHD tendencies awhile ago, and it's sorta related to this one. I'll post the link in a reblog.

Ok, so for my purposes in this Butch + hyperfixation/ADHD post, it's kinda important to understand some of the mechanics behind why we can't focus on some things, yet experience hyperfixation, and what that looks like.

Ppl with ADHD don't have reward centers in the brain that function like neurotypical ppl's. Our reward centers are underactive. This means that it's harder for us to focus on certain things, cuz stuff that might give other ppl just a little feeling of accomplishment to make it worth it, gives us zilch. So when something is fun and interesting to us, we can finally get some of that dopamine and a sense of reward as we work/engage with it and it's easier to do so. When something is boring, it's much harder to ignore other stimuli in order to focus, and our brains go "NOOOOO this is excruciating, do something that makes us feel anything!" This is also why many of us need to listen to music or something in order to focus while doing homework/etc. We can trick our brain by giving it a bit of pleasure, while we do unrewarding but necessary tasks.

When we hyperfocus on something, and work on research or a project for an entire day without food, bathroom, or sleep, it's cuz weve found The Thing that feels extremely rewarding and good. And that's rare for us, so our brains tend to go into overdrive and ignore anything else that's less rewarding (like peeing, hydrating, eating, etc). Hyperfixation often comes with the desire to know everything about the subject of focus, to use all of one's mental resources learning about and experiencing said subject, cuz why would you not want to do that?

So how does this apply to Butch?

When he's not around her or doing anything in relation to her, he's generally bored af. There are times when it gets to the point where Brick considers his boredom dangerous. His interactions with Buttercup are definitely fueled by the reward centers in his brain, and dopamine, making her one of the few things he can really fully focus on, and enjoy doing so. We see this when he first starts trying to get her to fight him. He spends as much of his time as he can trying to piss her off, trying to get a reaction that he knows will make him feel, even if that feeling is just pain and adrenaline. Later, he finds out that other interactions with her (talking, hanging out, etc) also produce dopamine and good feelings, and that becomes a priority for him.

When he felt jealous of Mitch and wanted to know what she was like before the Boys returned, it was largely due to wanting to know the most about her and feeling left out and anxious about that. He realized that others knew sides of her that he didnt at all, and that was really distressing for him.

The thing about hyperfixating on a person that you know, is that their attention is extremely gratifying. In Butch's case tho, when others get more of her attention, it becomes a point of stress and jealousy. Hes also very protective of her and their relationship, as it is a big source of happiness for him (and one of the few non self-destructive ones). When others mess with her or she's in an awkward situation, he's quick to bail her out or rush in to fight alongside her.

I could absolutely see him being able to spend like 10 hours with her without eating or going to the bathroom cuz his brain is just like "nope this is the most important/interesting thing rn, don't do anything else". Like when he went through Mitch's photos and rewatched that video over and over again, even tho it hurt. That was definitely reminiscent of hyperfixation.

Tbh I think he goes further than even Boomer in some ways in terms of attentiveness and adoration of their respective love interests. Boomer is very fixated on Bubbles but consciously, he seems to focus more on how she makes him feel. Of course he wants to make her happy and protect her, but I think he's very much hooked on feeling loved as well. For him, when she's happy he doesn't question it or think about it, he just basks in it. On the other hand, Butch puts a great deal of energy into being sensitive and observant of how Buttercup feels. Part of this is cuz as someone with (headcanon) ADHD, it's hard for him to identify his own emotions and internal experiences. But part of this I think, is cuz he's so hungry for gentle contact and emotional intimacy with her, that he's just scared of spooking her off and ending that interaction. He knows she isn't too big on sharing feelings and quiet touches, so when he gets them, he's very finely attuned to what she wants and is comfy with.

It's so interesting to me, cuz Butch really is highly perceptive of other ppl's feelings and wants. He knows how Brick and Blossom feel about each other from relatively early on. I think maybe even earlier than Bubbles. Due to his (headcanon) issues with rejection sensitive dysphoria (mentioned in my other Butch ADHD post), he's almost always hyper-aware of the (perceived) reactions, feelings, and social cues of the people around him - even strangers. What makes his sensitivity to BC so unique, is the depth of his understanding, but also that he feels she's worth the effort of adjusting his behaviors to accommodate her needs and wants. That's something he doesn't do for anyone else. It's simply not rewarding enough for him to care. He knows what Brick wants from him, and he grudgingly obeys for a finite amount of time to avoid punishment, but he says that disobedience is always worth it. He knows what Blossom wants him to do when she tries to order him around, but he makes a point of doing the opposite. But Buttercup doesn't even need to voice what she needs from him, because he makes the effort to predict those needs and accommodate them. Her comfort and trust is rewarding enough for his reward-deficient brain that he does it without thinking. That's fucking profound.

In the most recent chapter when a guy sexually harasses her, he immediately jumps into throw down mode, even before she does. He reacts as viciously as she does, almost as if he was the one who was violated - except he probly wouldn't even react that strongly on his own behalf. Later that same chapter, only the thought of Buttercup's potential concern could make him stop dangling off the mall's second floor bannister. Racketballz' assessment that he doesn't care that much about himself, that she's his top and possibly only priority is no understatement.

#sbj more than human #butch #meta #greens #longpost #adhd

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