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darkmoonslayer · 2 years

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Left Behind-Bucky Part 1/2

Summary: Reader and Bucky gets left behind on a mission

Part 2

Pain shoots through my left leg as it gets trapped under some concrete.

“Guys it was a trap get back to the quinjet.” Tony says through the coms.

“Guys I’m stuck” I say into my coms.

“I am right around the corner Y/N everyone go we will meet you there.” Bucky says as he runs up to me. He puts his gun down as he grabs the large piece of concrete. It moves slightly, it takes a few minutes of Bucky struggling for it to move up just enough for me to wiggle my leg. Blood seeps out of my scraped swollen leg. Pain throbbing as i try to get up. Bucky putting my arm around his shoulder as he holds his gun in his free hand.

Bucky and I try to make out way out to the Quinjet.

“Guys we are being attacked we are going to lose the jet.” Steve says into the coms

“Bucky its okay you need to go leave me I’m just slowing you down” I say to him

“I’m not leaving you” Bucky says looking around and seeing an exit door. We hop towards it.

“Guys go, just go. We can make it out. We will contact you when we can” Bucky says into the com.

“We will come back to get you guys” Tony says into the coms as the jet starts to take off.

Bucky opens the door just as the Quinjet is flying over head. A burst of coldness stings my cheeks as we make our way through deep snow that with each step we sink into it knee deep.

Blood continues to seep out of the open wound making a small trail of blood behind us.

10 minutes go by as i struggle to keep up. My body heavily shaking from the coldness. My knee buckles from exhaustion. Bucky grabs my side holding me up now only noticing my knife wound in my right leg.

“Shit i forgot about that one” I mutter as black spots dance within my vision.

“I’m going to have to carry you, there is a safe house 3 miles from here. We it will be faster that way” Bucky says as he picks me up. the coldness of his arm makes me shiver.

“I’m sorry” I say tears prickle my eyes

“You have nothing to be sorry about.” Bucky states as he picks up the pace almost at running speed.

“Thank you” I say resting my head against his chest. My eyes start to flutter as the blood loss starts to affect me.

“Hey you got to stay awake. Can you put pressure on the knife wound?” He asks. I reach down and press down on my wound.

“okay good now rip off the sleeve of my shirt on my metal arm side to try to stop the bleeding” Bucky instructs. My hands shaking as i do what I’m told.

It take me a couple of minutes for me to rip a piece off but once i have it i press down trying to get the blood to stop. My body continues to weaken as i shake. The the flakes of snow that were coming down softly are now coming down harder. The flakes almost feel like shards of ice it hits us it slowly melts soaking us and bringing our temperature down.

“We are almost there hold on for me sweatheart.” Bucky says as he notices my eyes try to stay awake

After about 15 minutes we stumble upon a cabin. Once at the door he goes up to the side and pushes on the wood. A piece of wood pops out and a screen appears. Bucky puts his and on it. a red scanner scans his hand, the scanner flashes green and we hear 4 locks unlock the door.

Bucky opens the door and steps in. He shuts and locks the door behind us before heading to the couch. He grabs a towel that had luckily been sitting near by. He sits me on the towel and rushes to the fireplace and within two minutes a fire had been started. I wrap my arms around myself as my body continues to shake. He rushes into another room he comes back with three more towels, sweats, long sleeved shirt, and a first aid kit.

“good thing stark had this safe house stocked up.” He says rushing over to me.

“Okay we need to get you out of your suit its completely soaked.” He says I nod as he starts helping me to take it off. One i was now in my underwear and sports bra he helps put the shirt on and puts a blanket around my shoulders.

Bucky opens the first aide kit and examines my injury.

“It probably need some stitches but i dont have the materials to do it so i will have to try to keep it closes with some medical tape.” he says He pulls out some disinfectant

“this i going to hurt” he says as he quickly sprays the wound. I moan in pain as he continues to work. I watch his face as he works to fix the wound as best he can. Once done with knife wound he patches some of the cuts on my left leg before helping me into the sweats.

Bucky changes into dry sweats and tank top then comes over to help me closer to the fire. We both sit next to it wrapped in a blanket each. I continue to shiver as we sit in silence

“You still cold?” Bucky asks

“Yeah, i dont know why?” I say looking down embarrassed

“Come here you lost a lot of blood thats probably why” He says as he opens his blanket offering me to snuggle up to his side. I scoot over to be swallowed in his warmth. I sigh and he wraps his flesh arm around me.

“We will call tony in a bit once you get your temp up.” Bucky says as we snuggle closer.

“Thanks Buck.” I say

“No problem sweetheart” He says as i start falling asleep.

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vulnonapix1234 · 4 years

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Hop and Marnie where the first one to notice Piers and Leons feelings. They where 8 years old when they recognized that their brothers really liked and trusted each other. So they did what every child their age did. Confess for their Brother. One smoother than the other.

Hop: hey Piers! Is it OK if I call you big brother?

Piers: Sure?

Leon is blushing madly.

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Piers: it's late, why don't you stay for dinner?

Marnie from behind: why don't you stay forever?!

Piers is dying inside.

#piers x leon #champion leon #dnnz #Nzdn #Fashiondisastershipping #pokemon hop #hop being a sweatheart #pokemon trainer hop #rival hop #rival marnie #marnie #pokemon trainer marnie #Marnie being a cutie

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amessywritersmind · 3 years

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Hurricane - Randall ‘Pink’ Floyd

A/N: I’ve recently re-fallen in love with the beauty of the movie Dazed and Confused, and there’s like literally no work for it so I decided to write my own about one of my favorite characters! It’s a friends-lovers type thing sooooo.... Enjoy ;)

I exited my car and walked towards the school entrance with a little more pep in my step today. Around me, I could hear the chatter and excitement of the kids scattered across the parking lot, a few more days and school would be out. Soon, a lot of them would be seniors, including me.

As I was walking, I saw Pickford’s bright yellow car pulling in, Pickford and Michelle inside. Thank the lord! I smiled as he sped into the parking lot, walking over to the car and leaning against the window.

“Ahhhh, Pickford! Just the man I wanted to see on this fine morning!” I said dramatically, smiling at him. He rolled his eyes putting the car into park.

“Hey Michelle!” I said to her as Pickford turned the car off, looking over to me. She smiled back, laughing at Kevin’s reaction to me.

“What do ya want now (y/n)?” He said in fake annoyance.

I nudged him gently, laughing.

“Light me, I left my lighter at home.” I said, pulling a joint out of my pocket and placing it in between my lips, leaning closer so he could light the end.

“M’Lady” He laughed dramatically, producing a lighter and sparking the end.

“Thanks man, you’re the best” You said standing back up right and smiling gratefully, taking a few drags off the thing.

“Yeah yeah, you only want me for my weed and my lighters.” He fake pouted dramatically, earning another giggle from me and Michelle.

“You know you love me!” I exclaimed, reaching in the window and ruffling his hair, much to his annoyance.

“Anyways, I gotta go find some people, I’ll catch you guys later!” I called, backing away and going to find some other friends.

I took a couple drags off the joint, making my way through the school gates and saying hi to people I knew along the way. Mid laugh (at something someone had said) I felt the joint being pulled out of my mouth. I turned quickly only to see one of my very best friends, Randall Floyd, or Pink as we all call him. I smiled at the sight of my joint hanging out of his mouth, a smirk on his lips.

“And what do you think you’re doing Mister? I chuckled, crossing my arms and giving him a look.

“Well, you know what they say (y/n), sharing is caring.” He said jokingly, taking a big hit off of it.

“Heyyyy!” I exclaimed, laughing and reaching for it.

“Don’t smoke it all! I barely got a few hits in.” I pouted as he pulled it from my reach. He laughed and threw his arm around my shoulders, pulling me in and passing the joint back to me.

“Fine, I’ll give it back Mrs. Grouch” He said, earning a nudge in the side from me.

‘You’re lucky I love you” I grumbled out, looking at him. He laughed. keeping his arm around my shoulder and walking towards the doors to the school.

“So I was wonderin’ if you’re free tonight? Maybe you can drop by mine later tonight? I’ve got some new records to listen to and a sixer just begging for us to drink it.’ Pink said, as if he’d really have to coax me into coming over. I laughed at his ‘puppy dog eyes’ all the same.

“What, no plans with the leech tonight?” I joked around, referring to his ever annoying girlfriend.

“Nahh, needed a break for one night” He said dismissively, earning a laugh from me.

“Alright, It sounds like a plan! Be there at 6?” I confirmed, stopping as we heard someone call Pink’s name. He waved to them to hold on before finally removing his arm from my shoulders.

“Sounds great! Can’t wait.” He confirmed with a smile, turning towards me and stealing the joint again, taking another hit before passing it back to me.

“See you then.” I called to him as he walked backwards, shooting finger guns my way and nearly tripping on his own feet. I laughed at how dorky he really could be at times.

I took the last drag before putting the joint out and walking into the building, nearly running straight into Slater.

“Slater! My man! How’s it going?” I said to him, doing the funky little hand shake we made up a few years back.

“Good, man! Hey! I got that stuff for you.” He said smiling like a maniac, pulling a little bag out of his pocket and handing it to me.

“You are the best my dude!” I laughed out, putting the baggie into my bag.

“Anything for you! Hey man, I’ll check ya later!” He said, shooting me finger guns and walking away. I really was friends with a bunch of dorks.

I sighed, continuing my walk to first period, now all I had to do was survive the day.

Later that day

The final bell rung out, everyone including me rushing to pack their stuff up and get out. As I was walking out of the building I saw Slater, Pickford, and Michelle hanging out in the parking lot over by Pickford’s car and decided to go say hi real quick.

“Only a few more days dudes, and then we’re seniors!’ I exclaimed as I walked up to the group. “Hey Michelle, can I bum a cig?”

She handed me one and lighter. “Thanks.”

“It’s gonna be so weird man, we’re gonna be like so....old” Slater said slowly, laughing after he realized what he said. I laughed too. I handed the lighter back to Michelle and took a drag off the stick.

“All I know is, we’ll be the top of the food chain, and i’m gonna throw a fat party to celebrate!” Pickford laughed, lighting up a joint of his own.

As I was about to reply, I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist, lifting me up slightly before setting me back down. I let out a little shout, startled, holding my cigarette out to avoid burning whoever the culprit was.

“Floyd! I swear to god I’ll kill you!” I said knowing it could be no one else.

“Oooooo, she used your last name. You’re in trouble, man!” Slater called out, laughing as Pink placed me down again and moved to my side, throwing an arm over my shoulder, as he usually did.

“Awe, look at the two love birds who won’t admit they’re lovebirds!” Pickford said mockingly, faking a gag at the end.

“Oh shove it Pickford” Pink said dismissively, waving off the comment.

“Yeah, you wouldn’t want his toy to hear that.” I fake whispered to the group as they laughed along. I was referring to Simone and they all new it. They all new I couldn’t stand her, including Pink, and most of the group felt the same way.

“Alright alright, that’s enough of that.” Pink started, trying to keep the peace as always.

“Look! It’s my favorite group of little stoners!” A voice called to the left, Donnie joining the small gathering, a chorus of ‘hey Don’s’ and ‘what’s up man’s’ emitting from the group.

“Hey Don! How ya been? Haven’t seen you in a while.” I said as he reached the circle.

“Still waiting on your call, baby.” He said winking and flicking his tongue at me. I heard Pink scoff at this from beside me, but I just laughed. Donnie was Donnie after all.

“In your dreams man.” I replied smoothly.

“Oh you know it sweatheart! Anyways, I’m here for you Slater. Where’s my drugs?” He called over to the stoner, who was currently passing a joint to Michelle.

“Follow me, man.” He said with a guilty grin, him and Donnie walking away.

“Well, as much as I love hanging out with you nerds, I gotta get goin.” I said, moving to walk towards my car. Pink hooked his fingers into the belt loops on the side of my jeans, pulling me back towards him.

‘We still on for tonight?” He asked.

“Yes, sir!” I said feigning seriousness, fake saluting him. He laughed at this.

“Alright then. I shall see you tonight.” He smiled, releasing his hold on the belt loops and backing up slightly.

“See you then. Later, guys!” I called over my shoulder and hopping in my car, the radio coming to life at full volume as the car roared to life.

Today had been a fairly good day but who was I to lie, I was beyond exited for the night to come. I raced home and instantly started getting ready-showering and then getting dressed. I had a little more time to kill before I needed to head over to Pink’s so I took out the new goods from Slater and rolled a few more joints, placing 2 in the “Emergency” supply and packing the rest into my purse before slipping my shoes on and heading out.

I eventually pulled up outside Pink’s house, only to see him and Slater talking out by Pink’s car.

“Getting the party started without me, boys?” I smirked, making my way over to the little group.

“(y/n), man! It feels like it’s been forever since I saw you man.” Slater called, laughing almost nervously. Pink looked over at me as well, shooting me his award winning smile.

“Slater, I literally saw you a few hours ago” I laughed, pulling him into a hug anyways.

“My turn!” Pink exclaimed once I’d let go of Slater, holding his arms open wide with a little smile on his face. I rolled my eyes, laughing, but walking into his arms anyways, my heart skipping a beat momentarily. I just chose to ignore that bit.

“So, what’re you doing here? Not that your company isn’t a pleasure, “ I started, looking at Slater. “but i thought it was just gonna be us tonight?” I finished, looking at Pink.

“It is, he was just dropping off some supplies” Pink answered devilishly.

“Yeah, don’t worry (y/n), I’m not here to steal your man time, man” He laughed out, beginning to step away.

“You wish Slater!” I said, blushing slightly. He just shook his head, beginning to walk away. The blush intensified even more when Pink put his arm around my waist, pulling me even closer. He was usually pretty touchy, but it seemed to be amped up even more tonight.

“Thanks again, man. I’ll see you tomorrow at the Emporium?” Pink called as Slater was walking away.

“For sure man! Have fun, but not too much fun, man!” He called back, making his way around the corner.

Pink still hadn’t let go of me so I turned, putting a hand on his chest and laughing at his dopey facial expression.

“Hmmmmm, seems like someone really did start the party without me” I laughed, pinching his cheek lightly, him swatting my hand away.

“Ok maybe I smoked a tinyyyy bit, but there’s still plenty to go around” He said smirking and hooking his fingers into the front belt loops of my pants. I looked up at him, suddenly having an overwhelming urge to lean in. I snapped myself out of it though, if any of that was going to be happening tonight I’d have to be a lot more out of it than my current state.

“Well, why are we still out here then? The weed isn’t going to smoke itself!” I chuckled, breaking away from him and making my way into his house, directly to his room.

I plopped onto his bed, leaning against the headboard as Pink followed me in, closing the door and lighting some incense to mask the smell. As soon as it was good and burning, I pulled out my freshly rolled stash, lighting it and taking a drag as Pink put one of the new records on the player.

Once it was settled, he turned towards me.

“Hey now! Don’t be greedy” He laughed at me, launching himself on top of me on the bed, opening his mouth for me to place the joint in it. I complied with his wishes, sticking it in his mouth and leaning back with a smile on my face, his body still very much on top of mine.

Eventually, he moved to a more comfortable position at my side. We listened to the records, back to back, giving our respective opinions on each of the albums, going through about 4 joints and 3 beers each. By the time the last song on the last of his new records rang out, we were fairly buzzed.

“Well, that’s all of em. Now, what to do, what to do?” Pink stated, looking over to me with an idea in his eyes.

“Have anything specific in mind?” I asked absentmindedly, more focused on the brightly colored poster on the wall.

“I have an idea, yeah” He answered vaguely. I giggled lightly at his lack of explanation.

“Are you planning on sharing that idea with me or are you just gonna keep it locked up in that brain of yours?” I questioned teasingly, leaning forward to tap his temple lightly. He swatted my hand away with a laugh.

“I’ll do better, I’ll show you!” He exclaimed, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the window. I was curious now.

Before I could question his intentions further, he slid the window open and climbed out on to the roof, turning back and reaching his hand in the window, motioning for me to follow. I grabbed his hand and climbed out as well. He began walking towards the middle of the roof, my hand still clasped tightly in his own.

He sat down finally, pulling my arm along with him. I sat down quietly, leaning against his shoulder lightly. For a few long moments, there was nothing but silence. Pink stared up at the sky, lost in thought.

“Whatcha thinking about?” I asked quietly, poking his side gently.

“I don’t love her.” He answered immediately.

“What?” I replied, taken aback by the question.

“Simone. I don’t love her, I never did. In fact, we’ve been split for months, but she refuses to let me go. I don’t love her because..... well, because I love someone else” He laughed out almost incredulously, like he couldn’t believe what he was saying. Something about that statement sent a ping straight to my heart.

“Well then, that’s ok! I’m sure this girl likes you back. Who wouldn’t? Don’t worry yourself too-” before I could finish my sentence, his lips were on mine. They moved in sync briefly before he pulled away.

“It’s you. You are the girl I’m talking about. I think I’ve always known it’s you, I just never realized it.” He let out with no hesitation. As I processed what he was saying to me, my heart was dancing in my chest. This was not how I planned for the night to go, not that I’m complaining at all.

“I don’t think there's any question that I feel the same then?” I asked in a daze, still shocked by the events that had just transpired. Pink chuckled at this, shaking his head and wrapping an arm around me, pulling me closer.

“No, I don’t think so. Though, I think I should double check, just to make sure.” He stated, a goofy smile finding its way onto his face. At that, he leaned down once more, placing his lips on mine once again.

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aelingalathyniusrailme · 3 years

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If you find me on the edge, we’ll jump together.

Gwynriel Pirate au pt 6

this chapters a little long and fluffy but I really like it and I finally gave it a name

Here are the other parts if you’re interested :) pt 1, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4, pt 5

what had azriel’s life become? In the past 24 hours his ship became infested with dangerous females, he had given up his most prized possession, and he was on his way to find a being that still haunted his nightmares.

Berdara was a fine persuader but money was even better. Too bad they seemed to come in tandem. The captain of the shadowsinger needed this hall and there was no way in hell he was loosing a dime to the cutthroat redhead he now lived with.

He stole a glance toward her to find her staring intently at the map. Her mind, her calculating, cold, ruthless mind at work. Her eyes shot up to his and she gave him a smirk, flashing the whites of her teeth and winked. he knew others would see a friendly smile but all he saw were fangs

Infuriating as she might be, she had not said one word, in the past few hours about his meltdown or the other thing he had yet to let himself dwindle over. He was caught between appreciation and the feeling that he wasn’t worth a second thought to her.

“so where will my crew and I be sleeping” her voice was light but there was a slight edge.

“The room next to mine.” He grit his teeth in preparation for the comment that was sure to follow that statement. “now you’re going to say something crude”

at the same time gwyneth said with a wink, “want to keep me close, captain? all you have to do is ask?”

The slight shock on her face elicited pure joy from azriel. While hidden, a practiced eye saw the way her mouth slightly parted and her eyes flare. It was his turn to smirk as he responded, “Your majesty is becoming quite predictable.”

gwyn smiled her psychotic smile and stepped closer to him. too close. “wouldn’t want that,” she whispered into his hear as if she was telling him a secret. Her voice wrapped it’s claws around his throat and squeezed, pulling him to her.

Azriel coughed “You’re all going to have to share a room.”

“it’s quite alright, my crew and I have shared beds before.” There was a suggestive glint in her eyes. and blood rushed to his face faster than this girl could threaten and flirt in the same breath.

“I don’t believe I said anything about sharing beds.”

“Oh I know, but sometimes, shadowsinger, we must learn the difference between necessity and pleasure.” Azriel’s pupils dilated and his skin felt tight and hot.

Gwyn leaned in once again and teased, whispering, “Predictability is worth seeing you blush like a school girl.” She threw her fiery hair over her shoulder and walked away leaving him gaping like an idiot.

cassian and rhys walked out from his room and rhys said with a chuckle “she’s something alright.”

cassian looked at him with mock sincerity “promise me I’ll be the bridesmaid at your wedding”

“and will it be a double with you and that second of hers?”

He held his hands to his chest and tilted his head, “only in my dreams”

Rhys swung his arm around him laughing, “You’re pathetic.”

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5 days passed and every one of them was torturous. His crew at their wits end with hers. Apparently the two blondes were causing quite a bit of trouble. It had seemed one had wiped the floor with his entire crew when it came to the cards while the other was a bit of a thief, a petty thief.

His sharpshooter had made the mistake of whistling at Emerie, she tossed him into the ocean without so much as batting an eye. Thankfully they got him out in time and rest assured there were no more comments or touching.

He hadn’t seen Berdara much as she had been holed up in her room barely leaving beyond the occasional meal. Though every time she did grace his presence, she was sure to leave him flustered beyond relief. What about this girl make him loose all of his composure, he wasn’t sure. But avoidance was a useful tool.

Don’t think about it, don’t care azriel thought as he watched Cassian and Rhys spar on the deck of his ship. HIs two best fighters, facing off until suddenly rhys was knocked to the ground from behind. The culprit, the silver majesties second, Nesta.

There was a determined look in her eyes, cold ambition.

Cassian laughed, unfazed.

“my turn.” her voice was one of mock innocence, venom drenched in sugar.

“don’t be so eager sweatheart.”

“Eager to knock your arrogant ass down a few pegs”

“Ooh she’s feisty.” And with that Nesta attacked. She wasn’t graceful but she fought as if her life depended on it, a sure sign that at one point or another it did. She swerved and jabbed with a desperate urgency, one you could only learn on the streets. Cassian dodged and deflected, though he was working much harder than usual. It seemed he also had something to prove.

Azriel turned, knowing this fight would not be over any time soon, to find Berdara walking right towards him. “Nesta will not loose this fight.”

“funny, neither will cassian.”

Gwyneth gave him a serious look. “She does not loose, she never has and she never will.”

“hmm. It’s never too late to try new things.”

gwyn rolled her eyes before a glint appeared in them. “care for a rematch?”

“fists or swords?”

“Let’s spice it up, swords.”

“double or single?”

“A sword and a dagger.”

“Surrender or mercy.”

“Seeing you kneel to me will be sweet.” she paused. “Surrender.”

“You’re on.”

“Pirates oath?”

“A gentleman always plays fair.” She unsheathed her sword and dagger holding one in each hand and smirked. “too bad I am no mere man.” she lunged but azriel had been expecting that and side stepped pulling out his own sword and dagger.

Where nesta had been brute force and aggression, Gwyneth was all grace and speed. She fought with the efficiency of someone who trained with the queens guard themselves. It was like fighting a tornado, she was fast like lightning and when she struck she struck hard. Every move was beautiful and deadly, just like her.

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“We dock in 15 minutes.” Azriel called out to his crew.

“What no, we need to keep going.” Gwyn replied.

“What we need is to restock supplies so we don’t starve to death before we’re richer than the queen herself.”

she gave him a confused look, as if he was speaking a different language.

“We’ve been sailing non-stop for almost 2 weeks and we are out of supplies.”

gwyn mumbled something that sounded like “pathetic.”

As soon as Azriel dropped the anchor his entire crew rushed off the shadowsinger, desperate to be away from the insane women. With of course the exception of Cassian for he was leaning against the rails of the ship bothering Nesta while she was pointedly ignoring him.

“Hey, enough with the heart eyes we’ve got shit to do.” Azriel barked at Cassian who then frowned and sulked off the ship while nesta stared at him with her cold, blank expression. “You too sunshine. Let’s get moving.”

“Order me to do something again and I will cut off your limbs one by one and feed you them for breakfast.”

“I’m counting down the hours.” Azriel narrowly missed the dagger she threw at his head.

“Don’t call me sunshine.” and nesta walked off the ship, katanas at her hips glinting in the cold sun of the winter court. She looked right in her element.

Before he called these women insane but that was far too gentle of a statement, the females that had found their way onto Berdara’s ship were absolutely, completely batshit crazy.

Az was sure everyone was off his ship, everyone was accounted for and yet something was nagging at him.

A flash of red caught his eye and he turned to see the captain of the silver majesty sitting on the railing, one misstep and she would fall. Though there was no doubt in his mind that she would survive the deadly drop. This women seem to defy all odds, why not death? Her smile was wild and just a little bit mad as the wind swept and curled through her hair pushing it back from her face. As if it wanted nothing more than to be flowing through her her fiery locks that mirrored her spirit. Gwyn closed her eyes, feeling the breeze, the sun lighting up the freckles that spread across her cheeks. She was

“Are you done gawking?” she said without even opening her eyes.

horrible, she was absolutely unquestionably horrible. “If I may, what are you doing majesty?”

She turned toward him, in the sun the blue of her iris’s had a twinge of green as if she was born for the sea. “I am simply reminding myself why I left.” Her eyes gazed hungrily over the vast sea as though she saw a challenge, one she had to conquer. “who could resist all this?”

It was unlike her to offer such a raw statement with no ulterior motive and while it was entirely possible she did have one, Azriel believed her. Azriel believed her because he shared the exact feeling. The longing for freedom, the found solstice in constant change and motion, and the occasional guilt for leaving that ultimately fades because it will never not be worth it.

“I pity them.”

“Fools.”

“Utterly.” She offered no more as she hopped down from the railing.

They walked in comfortable silence as they both took in the beauty of the winter court. It was all ice and snow with a slight aura of loneliness.

Together the two captains arrived at the inn. It was cozy and warm and was placed separately from the rest of the town. His eyes shifted and he saw what had to have been the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. It was a bar. Thank fucking goodness. Azriel knew without a doubt that they all desperately needed some liquor.

In the bar he immediately found both their combined crew. A crowd of men and women had surrounded Rhys, hanging on every word he said while he soaked it up flirting to his hearts content. Azriel was going to have to give him a limit on the number of people he could fuck at once, this was getting ridiculous. Next he found Cassian, Tarquin and Viviane doing shots at the bar. But he noticed every time his glance shifted to a certain girl in the corner of the room. Nesta was in a booth with Emerie sipping whiskey, talking in low voices. Cressedia and Drakon were in a heated drinking game and-

Azriel knocked into a body he immediately recognized as Lucien and he held out his hand at once glaring.

“Hey captain.” He said cheerfully.

“empty now.”

The kid dumped a pile of jewels, wallets, and id’s in his hand.

Azriel smirked approvingly “get me a ruby, an Id of a man who could pass for the high lord of the winter court, and 500 more dollars.” Lucien nodded greedily and ran along. It had been a game between the two of them for Azriel to give him outlandish challenges to sharpen his skill as a thief.

But before Lucien could leave the bar every lamp extinguished and the bar turned quiet.

Strangers gasped and knives were drawn.

Moments later the lights reappeared and once his eyes readjusted he saw a women holding two daggers to the throats of Tarquin and Viviane. They struggled against her. But she just laughed and scolded. “No no no. shhhh” Before she looked up again.

“We need to have a chat.” every word was clipped and short. “Put your weapons away and these two might get to live to see another day.” It was an order, and a threat. Azriel didn’t take kindly to threats.

Gwyn looked to the 3 remaining who followed her and nodded at them to listen. He nodded to his own crew.

Nesta sneered but dropped her katanas to the ground. She opened her mouth to speak but Rhys beat her to it, pushing away the women he was flirting with as he drawled to the women in front of them.

“It’s been a long time Feyre, darling.”

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#gwynriel #gwynriel pirate au #feysand #nessian #emerie #gwyn berdara #azriel #nesta archeron #cassian #feyre archeron #rhysand #I finally gave it a name #if you find me on the edge we’ll jump together #and btw that’s supposed to be like villain lunatics in love and not suicide #just wanted to make that clear #I love this chapter tho #even if shes a little lengthy

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whyralltheusernamestaken · 3 years

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A simple greeting

Where you find yourself trapped inside the world of what you thought was a fictional book and the only way you can leave is to say hi to your favourite character… Overhaul.

Overhaul x reader

Warnings : swearing

Words : 895

Masterlist

Series masterlist

A/N : hope you enjoy! :)

Chapter 4

Hi Chi Overhaul

He frowned at how you had obviously known his name, the seed of suspicion beginning to sprout as he continued to read.

Jesus this is really weird okay so um hi. My name is Y/N L/N and to tell the truth I'm fucking terrified to speak to you. Like, pissing my pants, gonna lose all of my friends type shit. Why am I even writing this you're literally never going to read this.

He scoffed at the irony, flipping through the notebook to realise this damn thing nearly filled up the entire book. Was simple boredom really the cause of your insanity?

I decided to just write stuff down since it'll be weird to leave and not have anything proving it wasn't just a fever dream.

Since I've already started I might as well write down everything? Well I think it'd make sense to roughly explain why I like you? I mean you aren't my favourite for no reason.

Favourite? Was there some popularity test between him and his men that he was not aware of?

Ahhh, so like I'm an orphan. My parents died ages ago and my foster family's kicked me out a year or two ago and the only family I have is an older brother who I'm not really close with. So I do the usual grind, eat sleep work read, and then I saw you. Like genuinely the hottest man ever. I am your biggest simp and although I don't condone your actions with Eri-

He drew in a breath, rubbing his eyes before he rested his chin on the back of his interlocked hands. You knew about Eri. You knew everything about him and truth to be told, he was slightly scared, concerned, and even a bit angry at himself. Who on earth were you and how did you get so close to him without him ever realising. Why were you watching him and what was your next move going to be? How foolish had he been to allow you into his home. Was that why you were trying to get close to his men, to somehow find a weakness?

The next words were heavily crossed out, unable to be read. He took off one of his gloves, willing to only destroy the top layer of ink, wondering if you had possibly leaked your secret here.

-but you're a comfort character to me and it's nice being able to read about your thoughts and stuff, even though your idealogy is a little,,, off. Honestly, I think I cried when you Actually I think I’ll cross all of this out ahah

His confusion only increased tenfold. Character? Was this just a book to you? That would certainly explain why you could read him so well. Or were you just messing with him? Were you hiding a quirk and toying with him until the league decided to act?

That had to be it. You were a thorn in his side and he needed to get rid of the problem fast.

With a sigh he set the notebook aside, putting his mask and glove back on before leaving his seat.

He needed to clear his mind.

~~~

"Y/N you got some fan mail!" Dabi shouted, picking up an envelope and waving it in the air. "Hurry up before I burn it."

“Ooh, hold on!” you shouted, darting down the stairs and nearly tripping, Dabi holding out his other hand before you could come in contant with the floor.

“Looking for another bloody nose so soon sweatheart?”

“Wonder who gave me the first one.” you retorted, snatching the letter from him and taking out the many pieces of paper.

“To miss Y/N. Hello, this is-” you cut yourself off, squealing and holding it close to your chest.

Dabi scoffed, turning on his heels. “Don’t tell me it’s from that bird freak.”

“Oh no no it’s most certainly from said bird freak.” you beamed, jumping up the stairs and nearly bumping into Toga as you ran into your room.

“Okay okay calm down Y/N, calm the fuck down.” you said, squeezing your cheeks between you hands before picking up the letter again.

To miss Y/N

Hello, this is Overhaul. I am aware it is impolite to recieve a letter, or letters in this case, and not respond. I have many questions of which I am sure you have the answers to.

Firstly, who are you?

~~~

“Isn’t this your third letter of the week?” Kurogiri asked, watching as you hopped back down the stairs from placing the two envelopes on your bedside table, towel in hand ready to clean the bar counter.

“Yeah, well one of them is from Rappa.” you responded, spraying the table top down.

“You’re pen pals with the yakuza now?” someone piped up.

“Haru!” you jumped, turning and holding the spray in his direction. He gave you a lopsided grin.

“What are you going to attack me with some soapy water?”

You rolled your eyes and stuck out your tongue in a gagging motion before continuing your work.

“Someone looks happy to see me.”

“Probably cue to get your eyes checked.” you remarked.

“It is nice to see you again Haru.”

“Hi Kurogiri my man.” he smiled, reaching over the counter for a hug and pat on the back to which he returned.

He snickered at you before resting his arms up. “So why are you still here?” he asked as Kurogiri’s figure retreated into the back room.

You hopped onto a stool, stretching your arms out before placing your elbows in the same fashion as he did, mirroring him with a small sigh.

“I guess I just don’t want to leave.” you whispered, a small frown forming on your face.

“You’re going to have to soon Y/N. I can’t keep correcting this world to hold your exsistance.”

You rubbed your forehead, eyes dropping to the wooden counter. “I know, I just...”

Looking up, you watched as Kurogiri stepped out and started talking to Shigaraki, Toga running down the stairs and joining them, shouting excitedly as she waved her phone in the air, followed by more shouting from Dabi.

“They look happy.” Haru commented, also fixing his gaze in the direction you were looking at.

“They’ll be happy whether I’m here or not.” you mused.

“Yeah, it’s about time your left.” Haru said softly. “Not to say we don’t like you but...”

“I don’t belong here.” you finished his sentence off. “I know.”

He hummed in response, the conversation slowly coming to a stop. He knew he couldn’t comfort you. You were a glitch in this world and you needed to leave before the dimensions rejected you. He needed to be firm, for your own safety.

The time, although little, he had gotten to spend with you had created a small space in his heart, and yet it also cemented his mind. You needed to leave before the barriers overpowered him.

Before they cut your soul in half.

He opened his mouth to speak again when you cut him off with the squeak of your stool.

Turning to him you sucked in a deep breathe before smiling at him, albeit forced.

“You’re right, I think it’s time I said goodbye.”

#bnha #bnha x reader #mha #bnha fanfiction #bnha imagine #bnha overhaul x reader #mha overhaul #bnha overhaul #overhaul #overhaul x reader #overhaul x you #bnha kai chisaki #kai chisaki x reader

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al-n-cartoons · 4 years

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Concept Art and Rambles of The Multiverse in a Blender

Alright, so I've been working on the fic a bit (on the fourth chapter) and I realized that posting it on Tumbler is incredibly impractical...it just is. In order to do so, I need to copy and paste it over and over and over again, seeing as how these things have very limited amount of word-room-stuff. Anyway, long story short, the first few chapters are on Wattpad and will, eventually, be posted on Archive of our own and fanfic.com (assuming that it stays alive long enough to at least hear a conclusion).

Feedback on the story thus far is much appreciated, as whomever comments on here and wattpad are essentially my beta readers. Also, I want to dump a bunch of concept-stuff, because why not.

I've been thinking of pairings for a while, and I really want some feedback on them.

•Rex x Ben: when do they get together? No idea. Throughout the relationship, Ben would be fairly reclusive in public, not wanting the media to get ahold of their relationship as it had his and Julie's relationship. Also, Rex has been Ben's shoulder to cry on/vent to for a while in the series, and Rex isn't nearly as polite as Ben is. Because of this, I imagine the first interaction between Rex and Ben's friends to be...um...vivid. Honestly, that part will be fun to write/read.

•Blosom x Mabel: Bi Mabel? Yes please. Blossom is more refined and attentive, Mabel is spontaneous and creative. The former is amazing at leadership and innovation, the latter is very supportive and socialable.

•Connie x Steven: No comment needed, it's all wholesome and understanding over here. This relationship is present since before the beginning, but Connie will mostly be at college.

•Danny x Tucker x Sam: Poly? Friend-ship? Danny's dealing with the trauma of his parents trying (and succeeding) in dissecting him, and his buds are there to help him heal. At some point, though, Sam kicks him out of her house (he'd been there unbeknownst to the parents) and makes him do stuff again. "You won't feel better until you stop moping!" Coincidentally, this would happen around the beginning of the story?

•One-sided Dexter x Ben: Dexter is crushing on Ben, Ben is too old for him. Ben is flattered, but doesn't address the clear admiration because he doesn't want to crush his friend.

Redesigns:

The Ben in this is subtly one of my AUs, specifically Soma. I mention it in the first chappy. He's a lot like the original (Prime), but likes to dimension-hop and also is a fair bit more mangled than Prime. To hide this, especially before anyone knew that he was a hero, he began using something a lot like Kevin's mask. The difference between what Kevin uses and what he uses is that Ben's is a piercing, and effects his other forms as well as his human one.

Some of his scars are in the above image. Also, I'm thinking of working this drawing of mine into the story.

Regarding the Power Puff Girls, I'm redesigning them a bit, especially when it comes to their skin color. Why would three lab experiments, each of which being significantly difference in appearance, each have peach skin? My redesign would have Bubbles looks as though she' from the Solomon Isnaldns (maybe, not sure yet), Blossom would be Indian, and Buttercup....I haven't thought much of her? Maybe I'll keep her white?

I had some fun with Steven. You know, if the area beneath his eyes glow first, and the most often, wouldn't the skin be discolored? Moving from that, I decided it would be fun if he could use something like henna to redirect the glow for a period of time, although the under-eye markings are permenant.

Mabel...she's older now, as is her brother. As are several of the characters, actually, but most of them already have designs for their older selves. Her brother...well...back to Mabel. I mentioned that she's bi, and she's also the kind of person to wear her heart on her sleeves, in this case it's quite literal. I gave her twin braids, too, instead of chopping her hair short. You can't see it in this image, but she's also wearing short shorts with fringe around the edges and stripped leggings beneath the shorts which are cut off just above the knees. She might also be wearing long/spunky socks, I don't know.

In addition, I decided to give her a bit of pudge. I normally draw the jaw line, npbir made hers fade out, to help show that, although she's young and very energetic, she might be abusing her candy stash just a wee bit too much.

A few things to note regarding the relationships of the characters:

•Dipper admires the other members of the...'league'? I don't have a name for it, yet. The group of people with whom he works...the protagonists. The heros. The whatever. However, he feels inadequate by comparison per his being a fairly normal human, with no abnormal strengths or abilities. Because of this, he's bit reclusive and quiet around the others.

•Rex has grudges against a lot of Ben's friend, and he is not afraid to show it. He has a precarious relationship with Rook, a downright tension between himself and Kai (as well as Julie, but they get over that), and he isn't on very friendly terms with Gwen or Kevin, either. He's also a bit testy with Max, but not nearly as much as he is with the other characters. Because if how he behaves, Ben's mom adores him, but Zak (Saturday) has an uneasy truce with him. Zak thinks that Rex is too brash and aggressive, asking him a bad influence on his friend, and he is none too keen on Ben and Rex's relationship. When I think of Zak and Rex, Hamilton's "Congradulations" song comes to mind.

•Argit is an...interesting case. The other protagonists know full well of what he did, seeing as he caused Ben's original reality to be erased and thus prompting their own realities to be upturned. Rex wants to punch him right in the snot locker, but Ben argues that the Argit who had done the deed in the first place was erased along with everything else. Blossom believes the copy of Argit that exists would do it again in a heartbeat, and that the memory of Argit is not one which should be honored. Steven supports Ben's decision, but isn't comfortable with it, and I think Mabel would just go above all of their heads to slap Argit across the face or something for what he did.

•[I forgot to add this bit] Ben and Blossom are good friends, having know each other before the whole rewrite. His nickname for her is 'soul sister', and hers for him is normally 'sweatheart'.

#The Multiverse in a Blender #concept art #Ben ten #steven universe #Blossom #power puff girls #Rex Salazar #shipping #Soma

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justgleekout · 4 years

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Would you mind expanding on these "silly" head cannons that you mentioned earlier ;) (Top 5 silly/fluffy head cannons?)

With pleasure! (sorry for taking so long I kinda forgot about this one oops)

These are not in any particular order:

1. Blaine likes colder showers and Kurt likes really hot showeres. So hopping in the other’s shower for a bit of fun never goes as planned. a lot of swearing and judging and lauging but eventually finding a comon ground and probably forgetting about the temperature all together because they are buisy with other things....

2. Kurt falls asleep in front of the tv in the afternoon quite often and Blaine just looks at him fondly brushes his hair back and drapes a blanket over him. and maybe starts on dinner so Kurt can stay asleep a little longer.

3. When Kurt gets sick or injured Blaine has all these traditional asian remedies, being half Philpino (YOU CAN TELL ME WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT BUT THIS ISN’T EVEN A HC THIS IS JUST CANON BYE (in my mind its his mom who’s from the Philipines) and Kurt is VERY sceptical when Blaine makes a new kind of tea or cream or whatever (idk shit about asian/philipino culture so dont hate me). Blaine would be like “Kurt my mom SWEARS by this!! I promise it will help!” and kurt will be like, “Blaine I DO NOT TRUST A CREAM WITH THAT CONSISTANCE AND COLOUR TO GO ON MY FACE!”

4. Kurt always leaves little notes in Blaine’s lunchbox. Usually they’re just sweet little lovenotes with messages like “Enjoy sweatheart” or “I hope you have a nice day, I can’t wait to see you tonight” but sometimes there’ll be a note that says “DISHWASHER, BLAINE! I ASK YOU ONE THING!” and Blaine just knows he messed up. So he makes sure to bring home some flowers or cheesecake or just be extra sweet when he gets back from work.

5. Kurt gets really passionate about preparing Christmas dinner. He always wants to make a 10 course meal and he starts preparing like 5 days befor hand. Blaine really wants to help to take some stress of his hands but Kurt will be like “Honey, I love you but if you touch my pies you wont get any presents from me.” Blaine backs down to avoid conflict at first. But then, Christmas day three hours before the guests will arive Kurt will walk into the living room with his head down and timidly asks if Blaine could please help with the puddings because he cant get it done in time after all. And Blaine will just kiss his cheek and say “of course honey” and Kurt will give him a watery smile and everything tuns out great. When dinner gets served Blaine tries to give kurt all the credits but Kurt won’t have any of it and praises Blaine for being the best most supportive husband in the world. <3

OKAY WRITING THESE DOWN MADE ME SOFT AS HELL

send me a “top 5...”

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edyacouky · 5 years

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Can I protect you? 2/4

I wasn’t sure I will suceed write the next chapter this week. My job kill me I am so tired.

I hope you will enjoy it

Read on AO3 Chapter 01 Chapter 02 Chapter 03 and Tumblr Partie 01, Partie 03

~*~*~

When Jason wakes up, he forgets where he is and why. Until he hear the Joker’s laugh. And he remembers. Stephanie was gone and he found her. But it was a trap for Bruce and he was the one fall for it.

And if things can’t get worse, he was fifth month pregnant.

If the Joker doesn’t kill him, Roy will do and Jason will not stop him.

He killed his child. He killed their child.

“I have to admit Hoodie, when I saw it was you I was really mad. But it seems you understand a fundamental true.”

Joker injects something in his neck after he retired his scent blocker. If his round belly doesn’t betray him, his scent does.

“More the merrier, the merrier.”

And the fucking Joker touches his belly. He wants scream, kill the bastard but he can’t move.

Jason doesn’t know what drugs Joker puts on his system paralyses him.

When Joker let him down, Jason saw Stephanie. She is just beside him. They could almost touch. She doesn’t smile like before and the storage doesn’t look like the one they were before.

How long was he out?

Breathes, Jason said to himself, and focus on what you can see.

Stephanie seems alive but badly beaten, and her scent shows her anger.

Jason thinks that she must be angry because of what Joker did to her, of what happen this late two days. But the true is she is angry because she gets caught, because of what Joker will do to Jason and his pup because of her. And she can’t do anything.

“I can’t wait see Batsy’s face when he realize he fails save not one, not two but three people! And everyone is so weak for omega bitch pregnant!”

Joker stands up in front of Jason.

“Like there is something hard to open the thighs and take a knot!”

He kicks Jason in his belly and laughs at that. Stephanie, despite being unable to move, groan deeply and menacing.

“What sweatheart? It is your?” Joker ask before kick Jason again

This time, Jason fights his instinct and force himself to stay calm. He gets caught because he was stupid enough to panic earlier.

It is not the first time he was paralyzed by a drug. He has to stay calm and focuses to move. He can do it. He will stand, punch the fucking Clown. Scratch that. He will kill the fucking Clown. And he will save his pup. Even if Roy refuses to let him see them after the birth.

“Hello!” Joker yells to his face

Fuck. They are so close, they almost kiss.

“Are you there Hoodie? I remember that you know better how to handle the blows!”

Jason concentrates only to move. He can feel his toes wriggle when Stephanie uses everything strength she has left to take his hand.

“If you’re not the cutest couple here! Joker laughs

-Pudding?

-Excuse me Harley. No one is cutest than us.

-Pudding, what are you doing?

-Are you this stupid?

-You shouldn’t do that …

-What did you expect when I tell you I have a surprise for the Bat, my dear Dumbass?

-Not a pregnant omega …

-No! Nonono! Not you too! You are not this stupid, are you? Joker ask kick Jason again

-Stop that!”

Jason can feel his knee wriggle too. Just a second and he can move his leg to destabilize the Joker.

Joker was going to kick him again but before Jason could feel the pain, Harley punches Joker with her giant mallet.

She looks as surprise as everyone that she actually do that. But she didn’t lose her confidence. She takes place between Jason and Joker.

“Don’t make him loose his pup.” She said

Joker groans at her before attack her.

Jason takes advantage of the diversion; he crawls up to Stephanie, with difficulty because of the drug but with determination all the same.

“S-Spoiler …”

Gods, he voices is so weird almost like it didn’t belong to him.

Inhale, Jason. Exhale. Good, he can do it. He can save them.

“Ja …

-Shh. N-nam…e yo…u re…mem…be…r?

-I … I ‘…m s-s-sorr…y …” She whispers while one of her hand touch his belly

Jason almost cry, thinking that his child could die here because of him. Never Roy will forgive him. Never Jason will forgive him, if he survives.

No. He won’t think about that. Gently he caresses Stephanie hair with his nose.

“Shh. T…They w-will …be … f-fine. You … w-will … be … f-fine. I… I … w-will… be … f-fine.”

Stephanie didn’t success hold back her tears. But it is ok. Jason didn’t think she let herself cry before the Joker and she needed it.

“Shh.

-S-sor…ry … S-s-so s-so…rry …

-I … n-need … kn…now … h-ha…ve …you … a … a …a … com …com …?”

Stephanie shook her head.

Jason wasn’t surprise but he was hopping they had a chance to contact the Bat.

“O…K … O…K. H-ha…ve …so…me…thi…ng …el…se?”

Stephanie start shook her head then stop.

“B-ba…ck … on … my n-ne…ck … bu…t I … I … c-ca…n’t … he”

Jason saw her move her arms and understand what she means. All her fingers are broken and she didn’t seem able to move her shoulder too much. Joker beat her so hard that she was unable use whatever was on her neck and could have help her.

“O…K … F-fine …”

He feels something hit the floor beside them but he decides not to look, only focus on what Stephanie try to show.

It was a tracer, one Bruce like to put on everything his children could wear. It seems like Stephanie turn off this one, and he can’t blame her since he would have done the same thing.

Shit his fingers shake so much.

Inhale, Jason. Exhale.

Gently, slowly, he turns on the device and can only hope they will find them before Joker stop beating Harley to beat them.

“Please, he thinks, I don’t care about my life. I know I shouldn’t be alive. But please. Not my child. They have to survive. Please.”

Stephanie and he put their forehead together, trying breathing as calmly as they can, while they wait for a miracle, too exhausted and wounded to fight.

“You are a stupid bitch, Harley! Joker yells when she was finally unable to fight him anymore. How dare you make me angry? And for what?”

Jason feels Joker catch his leg to pull him. He tried kick him but all he gains was a knife stab his leg.

“For this stupid bitch that waste a perfect joke by coming back! For this stupid bitch that open up his thigh and let any alpha knot him! For this stupid bitch!”

This time Joker will stab him in his stomach. Jason knew it. And he have no arm, can’t barely move, and lost blood because of his leg’s injury.

“Not my child. Not my child. I’m sorry Roy. I’m sorry Lian. I’m sorry baby. I can’t protect you. I knew it and I decide make you suffer anyway.”

Joker finally looks at him and not Harley anymore. But Jason wishes he didn’t to that.

“Last chance Hoodie. Will you be?”

Jason wants to, but he knows the true.

“F-fu…ck … you.”

Joker will love hear him beg and cry while he take everything he wants no matter what.

I’m sorry.

Like in a movie or TV show, it was when all was lost that a miracle occurred.

A batarang stab Joker arm and almost all the Batfamily appears.

Orphan and Red Robin go for Spoiler watching what they can do for her before bring her back to the cave where she can be treated.

Batman and Robin fought the Joker and Harley who seems fight for her “pudding” again. One day she will stop, when she realize she can.

Nigthwing and Batwoman go for him. They look at him like they don’t really believe he is here.

“Little wing, Dick whisper, what the hell are you doing here?”

Jason whine, almost cry. He knew it was a bad idea coming here. He knew he fuck up. Can’t they focus on save his child? The lesson could wait.

“Not important right now. We have to stop his leg bleeding and take him to the hospital. Batwoman said and Jason wants to thank her

-He can’t go in hospital like that. Dick said pointing to his costume but starts stop the bleeding

-We can retire his domino and his top with the symbol on the car. Batwoman retort

-It would be weird that we both bring a pregnant omega …

-What? You never have to bring a pregnant omega to the hospital during one of your patrol? And at least things in the cave change during the last two hour, we can’t take care of him or the baby there.”

Dick bit his lip but didn’t try anymore to argue. The risk their identity was discovered was big, but the health of Jason and his baby was in danger too.

“You are right. Sorry. Everything will be alright Hood, ok? We will take care of you.” Dick smiles gently and Jason truly wants to believe him but he can’t.

He feels pathetic but he needs Roy with him, especially if things go wrong.

While they carry him to Batwoman’s car, Jason tries to explain that to Dick.

“A-Ar…se…nal…

-What?”

At first, Dick frowns then he looks at Jason’s belly and his eyes widened in shock as he understood what he was trying to tell him.

“Ok … Ok … we will tell him where you are as soon as we can phone, ok?”

It is not enough but Jason realize they can’t stop his bleeding and drive and call Roy. So he nods.

Luckily, Gotham is used to their vigilante now, and neither the doctor nor the nurses think much of seeing Batwoman and Nightwing. In an instant, they all focus on the distress pregnant omega.

With the little information, Batwoman and Nightwing give them –The omega was drugged but they don’t know exactly by what, he was maybe punch on his stomach- they start treat him.

Despite their instinct, they leave Jason alone on this hospital. The last thing they need is someone thinking they have a connection.

Dick calls Roy while he was seated on the roof of the building opposite. Roy reacts like expected. He was worried and angry at them. When he knew which hospital Jason was, he hangs up.

Dick sighs but when he sees Kate informs Bruce about Jason’s situation, he thinks it must be worse for her.

“Seriously B? She asks unimpressed. You think it was a good idea brings him to the cave, really? We haven’t anything to make sure the baby is safe. I know that he is hurt; it is for that we bring him to a hospital. Of course we leave. We never stay when we bring a victim to the hospital. You know what B? If you worried, you can come see your damn son.”

She hangs up. She sights loudly.

“Your father is an asshole.”

Dick smile weakly when watch the hospital again. He wants go see Jason. But he can’t come see him as Nightwing neither as Dick Grayson. Fuck if he visits him as Dick Grayson it is sure someone will assume he is his mate and the father of his baby. His baby. His Little wing is pregnant ! And he didn’t know it! He is pregnant with his ex-best friend’s baby! And he didn’t know it!

“You are as worse as him. She said. Come, we will change and see him.

-But what we will tell to the hospital? To the media?”

Kate has no time to respond, they see Bruce Wayne. Not in disguise. Not at Batman. They see Bruce fucking Wayne enters the hospital as himself.

“Same thing as him.”

Bruce, you hypocrite. Dick though.

When Roy finally arrives on the hospital, he is a mess. When Dick calls him he was recovering Lian from Dinah's house. They would go home, prepare the meal until Jason returns safe and sound. Lian did not understand why she had to stay longer. Roy had not said anything to him not to worry but it had not had the desired effect.

He could still hear her cry.

And he didn’t feel much better.

“I receveid a call. He said to the receptionist. My mate is here. He is pregnant. Please tell me how he is.

-What his name is?”

Shit. With which name he was checked in?

No. It wasn’t important. They have agreed on a name for Jason’s new identity.

“His name is Jason Johnson. But I don’t know how he was check in.”

The receptionist looks at him with a sad smile; visibly she was touch by his worry. Roy didn’t met many alpha that was unaffected by a distress omega. They were sympathetic or sexually excited by that.

While she did her research, Roy give her all the files he have to prove the existence of Jason Johnson and that they are mate.

“Roy! Dick calls him and Roy didn’t know how he feels about that. Good thing you are finally here. They didn’t let us seem him. We come here so fast that we didn’t think of take any identity card.”

Roy realizes only now, that not only Dick, but also Bruce, Kate and Damian were here.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing here?

-Roy, we just want to…

-I don’t care about what you fucking want! Roy exploded. It is because of you Jason is here now!

-You are not fair …

-Oh you must fucking kidding me right now?! I am not fair?

-You can’t keep me for seeing my son.” Bruce intervene on mode Alpha bullshit

If he thinks Roy will let him be impressed, he was mistaken for another omega.

“Oh yeah. The son you are close enough he didn’t want you to know he was pregnant! For fifth month! And he never changes his mind. He didn’t want you to know or have any contact with our child. I don’t have to keep you to see your son; your son doesn’t want to see you!”

Bruce looks so hurt by that, that if it was different circumstance Roy will feel bad for him. But now, Roy thinks Bruce didn’t suffer enough.

He wants yells: “No Gotham, no Red Hood for fifth month! But one call from them and he came risk his life, his and their baby’s life for them. Again and again. But it would never be enough, right?” but he said nothing because, even in his distress, he knew here wasn’t the right place to talk about their job.

“Please. Tell me you find my mate. Roy said to the receptionist

-I find someone but they didn’t have any identity card. The doctor will come soon to tell you if you can see him.

-Soon how?

-Soon like right now.”The doctor said

She was a skinny and tired beta but she was forthright and honest.

“I can’t tell you anything about the patient if I am not sure you are who you said you are. But he is awake enough to tell if they know you. Please come.”

Roy takes back his papers and follows her. He stops when he saw the Batfamily do the same. He groans at them threatening.

“What do you think you doing?”

Bruce groans back and for a moment, everyone though they will fight.

“-Please misters. I will let the patient decide who they want see.” The doctor interrupt not impressed

With difficulty, they all arrive in one piece to the room. The doctor forces them to stay outside while she approaches Jason.

“Mister, there are some people here. Maybe there are your families. Can you confirm it? Can you look at them please and tell me if they can come into your room?”

Jason’s scent reeks from distress and worry. It is almost unbearable even at the door. When Jason looks at them, they can see him crying.

“Roy.” Jason said looking at him miserably

It is enough for Roy who run to him, takes him in his arm and kisses his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, and his lips.

He can’t help himself but put his hand on Jason’s belly. And no word can describe the relief he feels when he feels his child move.

“You’re alive. Our child is alive.” Roy said like he can’t believe it

Jason cries louder making his breathing difficult.

“Shh. I am here. Cry, you will feel better after.”

Roy rock Jason in his arm. He can’t understand why Jason reacts so badly. They are fine. It was a horrible night. But they are fine, right?

“Sorry. The doctor said. But about the other person, do you want to see them?”

Jason shakes his head without look at them.

“Ok. I will let you a moment then I come back explain everything to you, ok?

-Yeah. Thank.” Roy said

Bruce and Dick were devastated by Jason’s reaction and at first refuses to leave. They wanted at least know how Jason was.

“The patient didn’t confirm you are his family. The doctor explain

-I am his father.

-If it is true, come back here tomorrow. Maybe he will confirm that. In the meantime, please leave.

-I will come back tomorrow.” Bruce said more for Jason than the doctor.

Then he leaves and the other follows him.

“Mister?

-Harper. Roy Harper.

-I am the Doctor Olivia Armstrong. If your … mate, right? Right. If your mate agrees, are you ready listen the prognostic?

-I am. Roy said before ask to Jason. Are you? It is ok if you are not …

-I am. Please, just … Don’t stop holding me …”

The doctor let them an instant before saying:

“Your mate was kicking in the stomach more than once and drugs with some paralyzing drug.

-Oh God … Jaybird … Roy said while kisses him again

-We did exam to ensure the health of Mister Jason and the baby.

-And well?

-The drugs don’t seem have long effect on Jason and the baby. In some minutes, it would be off his system without any after effect.

-Ok good. And the bad news?

-Like I already said to Jason … Well there was obviously a detachment of the placenta. The hematoma is peripheral and small so it will not impact the maternal-fetal exchanges.

-What does that mean? Jason and the baby are in danger?

-We will have to impose on Mister Jason total rest and close supervision. At least initially, to make sure that the hematoma does not get worse.

-I killed them. Jason said

-No you didn’t. You are fine. They are fine.

-No they are not.

-Mister Roy, I don’t want trouble you and your mate more but you must know. We cannot guarantee that the pregnancy will end well. We will do everything we can but we cannot promise you everything will be alright.

-I am so sorry.

-Hey, Jaybird. Look at me. Look at me. No matter how it ends it is not your fault, ok?

-You must be so mad … I hate myself so much …

-I want to be mad. Roy confesses. But true is in your place I would have done the same thing.

-God … Doesn’t make us horrible parent?

-Hey! I think we did great with Lian.

-It is because she is so smart.”

Roy laughs and kisses Jason again who relax a little in his arms.

“I love you Jaybird. We will everything for this pregnancy to end well. But no matter the end, I love you.

-I love you too.”

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