#let my girl be alive and my ship happy ok thanks
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Ethan and Ilsa in Mission Impossible: Rogue Nation
This woman? He knows her.
He trusts her.
#ethan x ilsa#ilsa faust#ethan hunt#mission impossibe: rogue nation#mission impossible#rogue nation#mission impossible 5#mi5#m: mission impossible#mine: edits#otp: you should have come with me#let my girl be alive and my ship happy ok thanks#also forever in love with that shot of ethan shielding ilsa while she shoots the bad guys
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tell me your headcanons for mac n cheese and cheddar RIGHT NOW!! /nf /silly
HI THANK U SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK AGSJDBDKFBSKRB /GEN THIS MAKESME SO HAPPY ,,,,
i think that if i were to go in depth about my headcanons and lore for them this post would be a bit long so heres some of the simpler ones X]
links lead to drawings ive made relating to my headcanons 👍
Cheddar Cheese
• cheddar is very. VERY tall. like 6'9" (funny number). Makes it worse because sometimes they like to wear heels
• uses all pronouns but mainly they/them :3 male/female honorifics
• a lesbian. Question mark ? still debating
• rogueforts cousin!!! Survived the blue cheese manor fire (which happened when it was just a teen)
• related to above if you know anything about my roguefort lore they grew up in a Not so great rich snobby family!! they were buxton blue cheeses child which makes cheesecake their sister as well. Dont ask where the accent came from let me have this JZVDKFBDK
• intersex and bigender - when growing up they were forced to fit into either "boy" or "girl" and didnt exactly fit either stereotype biologically or through their behavior so their parents were very frustrated with them. Turns out theyre both!!!
• it started as a joke because of ratatouille but. i am a firm believer in ratmouse cheddar. are they a rat? is he a mouse? both? Neither? no matter what they hide ears under their hat and paws under her gloves and a rat tail under their coat because i think its fun💥💥they should have rat/mouse features as a treat
• they have legs that are way too thin and not at all proportinate to tjeir body. i cannot stand drawing them because of this.
• resting :3 face
• very much cursed (it would take a few posts to explain this one)
• whatever this is
Macaroni
• shorter than cheddar but still on the taller side!! 5'11"
• uses he/him pronouns but he doesnt really care what pronouns are used on him. fem honorifics or anything he doesnt mind that either
• amab and genderfae :] (basically genderfluid without the masc part of the spectrum)
• lesbian
• older sister of my oc maccy cheese cookie (who was made before mac and cheddar were introduced HXBFJ). macaroni is 6 years older than them
• parents just Straight up abandoned him and his sibling as kids!! i could explain this one further but probably in another post
• it may be hard to believe but he is older than cheddar
• CANNOT STAND unsolved mysteries. having unsolved cases or puzzles makes him physically ill and he cant stand to eat or sleep when he doesnt know the solution
• related to above he despises cliffhangers and surprises and if he cant read a mystery novel in one full sitting it will EAT HIM ALIVE
• also related. Loves math! fun little puzzles that (almost) always have one logical solution. he does NOT however like math problems with multiple/no solutions
• easily startled by sudden loud noises or actions
• a lil chubby!!
• he has a little macaroni tail. sorry
as for my mac n cheese (ship) headcanons,, i cant explain them very well without context to my Full lore for the two but heres my attempt HVDKFB
• started as INCREDIBLY one sided (cheddar had romantic feelings for mac while mac had feelings of. Hatred)
• cheddar is incredibly easy to fluster because shes not used to being on the Recieving end of affection (cough cough for curse reasons cough)
• cheddar is also incredibly touch starved (cough cough for curse reasons cough)
• macaroni can just. Use cheddar as a bed. they are so fucking tall and wide he can just snooze on them
• they are so doomed toxictragic yuricore im going to kill them
YAAY thats all ill do for now but if anyone has any further questions i would love to answer
rbs ok!!!
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Ok for the smutty fic prompts! 118 + 153, with Ex con! Paz? cause you made me yearn for this man🥺
Heat Waves - Part 2
Summary: The heat wave continues and so does yours and Paz’s situation-ship.
Pairing: neighbour!ex con!Paz Vizsla x fem!Reader
Wordcount: 3.2k | Rating: E (18+ only!)
Warnings: explicit sexual content, dom!Paz, sub!Reader, fingering (f receiving), size kink, oral fixation, slight choking, dirty talk, degradation, comeplay, unprotected sex, just lots of filth,
Prompts: #118 “If you can't sleep … how about we have sex?” + #153 “You have no idea how much I want you.”
It’s been weeks since I touched anything fanfiction related but this was a fun distraction for tonight. I hope you are all doing well and enjoy this piece! Please please please let me know what you thought in a comment or a reblog ❤️ all the love, may (also tagging what I think is your new account? @lillefersken)
masterlist | crossposted on AO3
The heat just would not stop.
At this point you were sure no one could expect anyone to function properly when the city and the entire coast had been bathed in tropical temperatures for almost two weeks now- You hated it. It did not feel like you could rest properly, like you could sleep, like you could breathe. And even the occasional cold shower only made you feel worse.
A quick look on your phone told you it was three am. And the party in one of the apartments a few floors down made no sign of stopping. You groaned in frustration, debating whether it would be best to close the windows and get some much-needed quiet or leave them open and not get boiled alive.
The worst thing was that you weren’t even sure if the open windows were helping. Air circulation, you had read somewhere, was your best friend when it came to heat waves like these. But for that to work the air needed to move and by now you were convinced that that hadn’t happened in the last 72 hours.
“Chug! Chug! Chug!”
Were you too old to start crying from sleep deprivation and frustration?
No, your brain decided and you clenched your jaw, willing yourself to just keep it together.
Tomorrow is a brand new day, just take a deep breath. Tomorrow is a brand new –
“C’mon Dreks, give the girl a kiss!”
Stars fucking damnit would they never shut up?
You could hear a window creak. “For fuck’s sake people are trying to sleep!” someone shouted and you smiled when you immediately recognized the voice, “It’s three in the fucking morning, tone it fucking down!”
Silence.
You breathed a sigh of relief, leaning back into your pillow and making the mental note to thank Paz tomorrow. That would offer you the perfect opportunity to maybe drop by and bring him a coffee or maybe a self-made sandwich? You smiled into the pillow at the thought of spending time with him again.
After the rather spontaneous … night that had resulted from him offering (and actually) fixing your sink, you had barely seen him through no fault of your own – or his for that matter. With Paz getting the night shift at the construction site and you busy working at the bistro and chasing after all the tips you could get to finally sign up for that writing course, your schedules simply … hadn’t aligned.
But now that he had managed to silence that torturous music? Now that certainly justified a visit.
A bout of laughter rang through the streets and then the music continued. Your pillow drowned the frustrated scream that you let out.
Your phone lit up on your nightstand and you gave up the pretence that you would find some sleep tonight.
Paz: Remind me again why I should adhere to my parole?
You smiled, your fingers already flying over the screen.
You: Because I don’t want you to leave me alone with these idiots when they arrest you?
Paz: I wouldn’t let their bodies be found.
You laughed, convinced that you had never felt as happy as when you saw the three little dots still moving on the screen.
Paz: If you can't sleep … how about we have sex?
You stopped laughing, your breath catching in your throat at how forward he was. But not in a bad way. Not in the way Dreks had been forward with you – too forward – but in a way that you wished he had been the last time he had been in your bed.
Another ping, another message.
Paz: I promise I will take you out for dinner tomorrow. As a date.
Now that sealed the deal.
You: Save the date for when I can bear going outside and come over.
Someone stumbled on the other side of the wall and you could hear him curse. You snorted, blindly reaching for the little light on your nightstand and switching it on. You could hear his door creak before it fell closed again and only a second later, a knock sounded on your door.
You jumped up, not caring to put anything on. It would only be taken off anyway. Besides, it was way too hot.
So, when you opened the door at 2 am in the morning, you knew it would be Paz Vizsla on the other side of it and you would greet him in the nude. Which was something he clearly had not expected.
He looked out of breath, as if he had just finished a marathon, and his chest was glistening with tattoos. Even with him wearing only his boxers, he looked absolutely massive in your doorframe, the black ink that snuck its way up his arm and across his shoulder tempting you to trace the lines with your mouth.
It was only then that you realized the silence between you had stretched on quite a bit and you were still standing in the doorway, grinning at each other like little school kids. You cleared your throat, shifting the weight on your feet.
“Hi,” he breathed.
“Hello,” you smiled back.
And then he was on you, his hands cupping your face and pulling you in for a kiss. He was so close and so warm and you were surprised how easy it was to bear the heat of his touch when it was him that was kissing you, him that was crowding you through the darkness towards your bed.
“You have no idea how much I want you,” he murmured against your lips, “You were all I thought about this week.”
“Promise me you’ll fuck me tonight,” you gasped, “Please, I – after last time, I just –“
“You just what?” he grinned, peppering kisses down your neck. His large hands wandered to your middle, brushing over the skin of your hip down to your ass before cupping the soft flesh in his palms. “You just want to be properly fucked?”
You nodded, leaning up to kiss him again. He hadn’t shaved in a few days and you could feel the stubble against your cheeks but it did not bother you, if anything, you just wanted more of him. You wanted to feel him on you, inside you, curled around you. You just wanted Paz.
The back of your knees hit the mattress and you squeaked, tightening your arms around his neck in order not to fall. Kisses turned into laughter turned into breathless gasps turned into hands running down your side.
“Lay down for me, love,” he whispered against you and you did, his hands making sure you didn’t fall, his body following yours like waves lapping at the shore. The pet name sent shivers down your spine and he was so close now, his nose brushing against yours and you swore you had never seen eyes as intense as his.
“This way,” he ordered gently, his hands guiding you to turn around until you were flat on your belly. Your breath rushed out of your lungs as you felt him spread your legs apart. His hands alone felt massive and you remembered just how giant he had felt in your hand. Stars, you could not wait to feel him.
The sheets felt cool against your skin for a heavenly second before you were distracted by Paz’s hands between your legs. One finger pushed inside you and you arched your back, trying to get him to understand how ready you were.
“Shit you’re so hot,” he murmured, thick fingers rubbing over your folds again and you gasped, “And so wet. Tell me, little one, is that all for me? Is that pussy all wet for me?”
“Yes,” you nodded, your cheek sticking to the pillowcase, “Paz, please, I –“
“You what?”
“I want more,” you whined, shuffling your legs wider apart, “Paz, I’m so ready, please …”
He hushed you by adding another thick finger and pressing a kiss against your shoulder blade. You could feel him hard against your butt, leaking precome onto your skin and it drove you crazy, knowing how close he was, knowing you still needed time but you just … you did not want to wait.
Paz carefully crooked his fingers inside you, his thumb circling your clit in the process. “We both know how big I am,” he reminded you teasingly and, as if to prove his point, pressed his cock against your hips, “We need to prep you, love.”
“Don’t wanna wait though,” you pouted, a moan leaving you when he scissored his fingers, your walls clenching around him, “Waited for so long.”
The big man chuckled against you, the depth of his voice only churning the fire inside you. “I know, sweetheart, I know how badly you need to be fucked. But I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” you assured him, lifting your hips and pushing them back against his fingers, your thighs clenching when they massaged that spot in you that made you feel like you were floating.
“You want to know what I thought about?” he asked you innocently, his breath washing against your ear and you shivered. His fingers left you and you were so close to protesting when you felt them come back, now three fingers slowly stretching your entrance.
“I imagined what it would be like to fuck my come into you,” he revealed lowly, kissing your cheek, “Only used the hand that had been inside you to jerk off, too, tried to remember how fucking tight you were for me.”
Oh by all that was holy how could one man be so hot?
Paz grunted and the mattress shifted as he straddled you from behind. His chest was against your back, the heat of him almost unbearable when paired with the unrelenting temperatures of the night.
This was it.
“Go slow, please,” you asked, suddenly feeling a little shy, “You’re so big.”
Paz hummed, his big hands immediately slowing down, smoothing over your sides before you felt him against your entrance. “I will go slow, I promise,” he whispered, kissing your shoulder blade softly, “You tell me, when it’s too much, yeah?” he asked, already sounding a little breathless and you nodded, turning your face to rest on your folded hands.
You only had the memory of him in your hand, the size of him, the girth of him. Paz Vizsla was packing and you had no idea how you would be able to take him. Out of the corner of your eyes, you could see him move, see his chest heave with his breaths and see his arms move as he ran his hands over your back.
You breathed out, focusing on the feeling of him running his tip through your folds, circling your clit before ever so slightly pushing into you. It drove you crazy and you tried to spread your legs even more, trying to show him that it was okay, that you could take him, that you –
“Someone seems to get impatient.”
He pulled out again, chuckling when you lifted your hips to follow him. You could feel your wetness drip onto the sheets but his strong thighs had caged in yours and all it did was make him push you down again with a chuckle. It should not have turned you on how easy that had been for him.
You gasped when he pushed inside you again, this time a little deeper, though as soon as his tip was inside you, he pulled out again.
“Fuck,” you cursed, wrapping your arms around your pillow, and muffling your moan.
His hand came down next to your face, holding him up and seeing the tattoos on his knuckles made you want to bite into yours.
“Never had a big cock like mine, did you?”
“N-no, you’re so big,” you mumbled, wiggling your hips to get him inside you again.
The growl he let out was otherworldly and your breath hitched when his other hand came down on the back of your neck, pushing you into the sheets. “Is this okay?” he checked in, his cock pushing inside you, stretching you more than anyone ever had.
“Yes,” you breathed, relaxing into the bed.
“Good girl.”
Feeling you relax seemed to have been the magic unspoken words he had been waiting for because as soon as his hips started moving, they did not stop. It was rough and fast and so precise you wondered just how he was able to read your body like it had been his all along. His hand on your neck slightly pushed you into the pillow, his thumb stroking over the nape of your neck lovingly while his cock stretched your walls.
You tightened around him, your cheeks burning when you heard the squelching sounds from behind you. You had never been this wet without help and yet here you were, being fucked within an inch of your life by the giant man next door who had occupied your dreams for as long as he had lived here. Your pussy clenched around him, trying to keep him inside you and you could hear him curse under his breath.
Paz changed the rhythm, then, going for slow and deep strokes that made your eyes roll back. He shifted his weight and his hand left your neck and instead found both of yours, holding them down next to your head. His mouth was by your ear and you whined, feeling completely overpowered by him in the best way. He could do whatever he wanted with you, you just wanted to feel him inside you for as long as possible.
“You look so good like this,” he rumbled, “You – actually you look a little cockdumb for me,” he added before kissing you softly. “Is it okay if I call you that?” he asked, his hips slapping against your ass, “Is it okay if I call you just a little cockdumb for me?”
You could not form any words, too far gone on his cock to care. “Uh-huh,” you agreed, your eyes zeroing in on his hand right next to your face and before you knew it, you had leant forward, slipping your lips around his thumb and sucking on the thick digit. Paz groaned loudly, his hips stuttering before he caught himself, stilling inside you.
“Stars woman,” he ground into you, “You just want me to come in this pussy, don’t you?”
He pushed his cock into you slowly, grounding into you which in turn caused some of the folds of your bunched-up bedding to catch on your clit and –
You moaned around his finger, drool escaping onto the pillow but you did not care. You felt messy and wet and hot but all you wanted was for him to continue just like this. With his fat cock in your pussy and the unfamiliar but certainly not unwelcome stimulation on your folds, you felt like you were right on the edge.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he praised you, “prettiest fucking pussy I’m ever gonna fill up, sweetheart, you hear that? I’m gonna fill you up so good you don’t want anybody else ever again.”
The idea of him coming inside you, filling you up with the load that had filled the entirety of your palm the last time … it made your walls flutter.
“Gonna come inside you,” he repeated against the back of your neck, his body slick against yours and you did your best to nod, your mouth open from silent gasps and moans at the places he hit so deep inside you, you were convinced you never could to be with anyone else.
His body was a furnace behind and over you, his hips slamming against the flesh of your ass again and again and the salt on his skin making you feel intoxicated.
“Say it,” he rumbled, his teeth grazing the shell of your ear and pushing his cock deeper, “Beg me to come inside this sweet pussy. I know how bad you need it.”
“Please come inside me,” you gasped out, “F-fuck, please, Paz, p-please come inside me. I’m so close, I just want to feel your come inside me, p-please.”
The thumb you just had in your mouth, hooked into the corner of your mouth, forcing your mouth open. “I want to hear you when you come on my cock,” he growled, “C’mon, sweetheart, be loud for me.”
And you were. Your legs were trembling, your muscles tensing and it felt like your soul had left your body as you moaned into the thick summer air, coming around his cock while he was still fucking you. His body was heavy on yours, keeping you grounded and leaving no chance of escape as he fucked you through your orgasm like he had just waited to show you how could he could make you feel even when your brain seemed unable to process anything that was going on.
“Good girl,” he praised you, “Go on, clench around me, love, make me come.”
Not shortly after, Paz came inside you. And he came a lot. So much, in fact, that you could feel the pressure that came with lying on your belly and as soon as he pulled out (both of you wincing at the loss of contact), his come already trickled out of your pussy.
“Shit it’s dripping out of you,” he cursed, still sitting behind you and you gasped when his fingers pushed it right back inside you, “We don’t want that, do we?”
You giggled, shaking your head as you slowly rolled onto your back. “No, we really don’t want that.”
In the warm light of the streetlamps that flooded up from the streets, you could see a wide smile on his glistening face, his eyes roaming over your face and body to make sure you were okay. He looked shy almost. As if he hadn’t just given you the best orgasm of your life.
Paz leant down from where he had perched his head on his elbow. His lips pressed against your temple, his nose running along your hairline. “You’re so fucking beautiful, sweetheart,” he whispered, “Are you feeling okay?”
“I’m feeling perfect,” you corrected him with a tired smile, “I feel like I am a cloud.”
He laughed at that, deep and genuine and so fucking perfect it made your heart clench. “Would you like something to drink then?” he asked, his hand running over your thigh.
“Yes please,” you mumbled, still trying to catch your breath, “There’s some water in the fridge. I, uh, I think I’m gonna freshen up a bit.”
Paz sat up, swinging his legs over the end of the bed. The street lights illuminated his face as he looked at you and you could see the soft lines on his face. “Are you suggesting a midnight shower, sweetheart?” he teased you, shrugging on his boxers, “I could join you.”
You opened your mouth, ready to invite him for another round under the deliciously cool water when another voice pulled you out of your bubble.
“Are you two finished already?”
Paz chuckled, pressing a kiss against your temple before turning his face towards the open window.
“Fuck off!” he shouted, his voice turning into a mumble as he continued to drop kisses down the side of your face until he reached your neck, “I’m busy.”
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ToG Read-a-Long, Queen of Shadows, day 12
Ch77
magical hand holding GOD THIS IS LIKE AN INTENSE ANIME SAILOR MOON MOMENT
you two!!!! You are so powerful and full of friendship!!!!!
“Rowan shifted, his leg flashing in agony as he exchanged his limbs for wings and talons. He loosed a cry, shrill and raging. A white-tailed hawk soared out of the small opening, past Aedion.”
Y’know, I just realized. Now that magic is back, Aedion probably has another form, too!
I want someone to bite him on the neck and teach him how to shift
What form will he take! He was already deemed a “wolf” but since daddy is a mountain cat, perhaps he’ll be a cat, too?
Ch78
Um ok
That’s a TWIST
So do I believe it, or is this a cunning last-ditch effort to try and get mercy from the good guys?
I gave a hard time believing that the All-Powerful Dark Lord would be satisfied instilling a minion as the King of Adarlan just to be a Duke but
Duke Perrington IS a pretty despicable person so, maybe this is true?
How odd, how very odd.
I say let’s kill him anyway to be safe
“Chaol is alive,” the king murmured through his emaciated hands
(HAHA YEAH HELL YEAH)
(you can’t kill him he’s filled with the spirit of pure, totally platonic love)
(DORIAN)
(GO GET YOUR MAN)
(THE TIME HAS COME)(THE TIME TO HUG AND KISS)
Ch79
“The scent of pine and snow hit her, and she realized how they had survived the fall.” Rowan saved them! And Dorian and Chaol are together again!
LOVE
This is so utterly amazing ahhh my heart
I love this
Can we all please hug and kiss now! And roll around in the grass, and feel joy and laughter and friendship!
Please!
"If you loot, if you riot, if you cause one lick of trouble," she said, looking a few in the eye, "I will find you, and I will burn you to ash." She lifted a hand, and flames danced at her fingertips. "If you revolt against your new king, if you try to take his castle, then this wall"-she gestured with her burning hand-"will turn to molten glass and flood your streets, your homes, your throats."
Chill out, queen!
They just lost one tyrant, lol, no need to come at them with such ferocity, RELAX
“She was barely inside the oak doors before she collapsed to her knees and wept.”
Baby
Please don’t cry
I love you! Everyone loves you!
Look what you’ve DONE today. Look at all that you’ve achieved. It was a miracle, YOU are a miracle, and now!
Now!
You need to rest; so you will be ready for the shower of love and joy that’s coming your way.
Ch80
(SJM: do you feel a growing spark of hope in your heart?
Me: Yeah! Yeah, I finally do! Thank you!
SJM: *writes about Elide in eminent danger*
Me: why?)
YEAH that’s it MANON go save your GIRL
(My whole heart) (I am shipping them so hard)
(I know I’m fucking insane but in this moment it feels real)
Ch81
“And Manon’s golden eyes glowed as if they were living embers as she looked at the two guards gripping Elide. As she beheld the disheveled robe.”
I AM SO LOVE WITH MANON
GOD
SHE’S SO HOT
THE WAY SHE CAME FOR HER
THE WAY SHE BRUTALLY KILLED THOSE MEN
MANON
YOU ARE MY LESBIAN FANTASY, PLEASE
PLEASE
THIS JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER
Ch82
Omg Kaltain. 😭
Baby!
Baby, no!
I have hated watching you suffer. I have hated every minute of it. I love you for being willing to sacrifice yourself, but you don’t deserve to end your story here. I just want to feel happiness, oh honey. I want you to come with them!
“Kaltain unleashed the last of her shadowfire, tipping her face to the ceiling, toward a sky she’d never see again.”
😭😭😭
SHE JUST WANTED TO SEE THE SKY
Ow
my heart
That was incredibly satisfying to read lol
I’m so glad most of the characters are still alive and everyone’s THEMSELVES again. I couldn’t ask for anything else.
(Except maybe Kaltain to go on living)(and become best friends with Aelin and match her, flame for flame, and maybe they could paint each others nails and gossip about boys)(and everything would finally calm down and everyone could just be happy)
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Y/NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN— 😭
AAAAAAA THIS CHAPTER MAY BE SHORTER BUT GODDAMN HAVE MUCH TO SAY >:((((
FIRST OF ALL, YUUJI TERU TERUSHITMA COME OVER HERE RIGHT NOW YOU— again, like I get why you hate sirens with a passion that burns my eyes bUT Y/N DID NOTHING WRONG 😭 ALL SHE WANTED WAS FREEDOM FROM A DESTINY SHE NEVER WANTED, WHY MUST YOU TAKE THAT AWAY FROM HER. Not to mention like sir, you didn't go to pirate siren therapy? Cause boy you need it after the massacre you're about to witness and o h n o it's gonna be even WORSE because there's not gonna be some independent sirens, no no THIS WILL BE THE COLONY, THE CIRCLE, THE SISTERHOOD— THEY WILL FUCK YOU UP 🤡
SECONDLY, Y/N, bby girl, why did she have to suffer so much :") Her poor tail is probably never going to get its former beauty back and that is UNACCEPTABLE. She was so happy at the beginning, so hopeful that she could see how wonderful humans are 😭 only to be subjected to unjustified cruelty by the same creatures she wanted to believe were good, now she thinks all humans are like Teru and as a member of the human community, we do not own him. The ocean can have him dead or alive <3
AND FINALLY THIRD, AHAHAHAHAHA I WAS RIGHT AND I LIKE IT 💅✨✨✨ So glad Suna is self aware enough to realize that yes he's the bigger fool AND that Y/N will most definitely never talk, look, and breathe the same carbon dioxide? As him ever again. Serves you right for being selfish and dumb and idiotic and a dunce and did I mention being a fool? I'm so glad the siren elder still cares for Y/N and wants to know where she is right away, I can't wait for that ship to be surrounded by sirens in a synchronized swimming formation getting closer and closer before singing the most beautiful song to save their sister. I understand why these pirates hate sirens so much but I will NOT let their unjust treatment towards Y/N go UNPUNISHED 🙂
Aye, so happy you decided to keep the part where Suna goes to the other sirens in :D like it's ok if it's predictable cause it means you've done a great job at establishing everything <333 Aaaaaa I can't believe the series will end soon 🥺 I wished I found it from the beginning but curse my inconvenience 😔 Can't wait for the last few chapters and hopefully Y/N will get the closure she deserves all this time :)
P.S There is NOTHING wrong with writing mermaid fics even when you're 'mature'. Mermaids are pretty and magical so they are timeless in my eyes ! Keep going strong and remember to take breaks :)
HOIII, i love king asks like this pls you’ve warmed my heart, and my friend and i (who helps me edit my stories and beta reads them for me ❤️❤️❤️) giggled at this ask so much.
“terushitma” LMAOOO, but ye he’s totes fucked, poor man’s he should’ve gone to pirate siren therapy. i would’ve paid his bills for it.
MORE STUFF ABOUT YN’S TAIL AND HER OVERALL WELL-BEING WILL BE IN THE EPILOGUE, but i will spoil a tiny bit, she finally gets the treatment she deserves, my poor babygirl 😞😞
HONESTLY YOUR SUPPORT IS SO ISDHWISHOWSB THIS ASK FR WAS THE REASON I GOT BACK INTO WRITING THE REST OF THE CHAPTER, i loved coming back to read it every now and then as i slowly worked on it :,) thank you so much, botdb may be ending but at least i can guarantee more suna content later 🫣🤭
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Obi-Wan Part V
I thought yesterday was Wednesday, and nearly looked for the new episode before realizing it was Tuesday. Then today, I forgot it was Wednesday and almost got spoiled before remembering to watch this episode.
Oh Anakin. Young Ani. Oh my sweet child.
I never thought in my entire LIFE that I’d actually be happy to see the stupid Jedi rattail braid. But I’m happy to see it on Ani.
I’ve literally forgotten for like 3 episodes now to check who is voicing Vader. Ok good they DID get back James Earl Jones.
Yeah ok get all the people out now please please please.
“He hasn’t the patience for a siege.” “How do you know?” Because the boy once dived out of a moving speeder.
For some reason my brain was like “Imagine if we see Captain Phasma.” but I realized this is still 50+ years before we reach the sequels.
“You trust me? I trust her.” People trusting Leia. I’m emotional.
More Leia and Grogu parallels.
Bail’s devotion to the Skywalker twins. He’s not sure if Leia and Obi-Wan are safe, so he’s planning at the very least to protect Luke if he can’t save his own adopted daughter. Guys help me. Help. I’m really emotional.
Yay I was right!! I was right about Reva being a youngling!
“I thought he was here to help us.” God that’s the worst part. When that kid comes out and says “Master Skywalker?”
Fuck. For lack of better word, fuck. She played dead and hid with the other dead bodies. No wonder they put a warning before the episode.
Hey America. If we have to put warnings before sci-fi fantasy shows because the horrible thing that happens in the show is too close to things that happen in real life, then maybe, just maybe, THE COUNTRY HAS A PROBLEM.
“You’re not serving him, are you? You’re hunting him.” YES YES YES THANK GOD YES. I mean I don’t want Ani to be killed and I know he won’t be, but still YESSS.
“Where were you while he was killing my friends?” Riding a lizard and battling a cyborg with 4 arms.
“He was your Padawan.” Oof that guilt.
No not Tala.
No lightsaber?
“You’re not bringing him to me, I’m bring him to you.” Ah so that’s his weaponless plan.
Yeah I have feeling Obi-Wan’s just gonna let Reva fail while he escapes.
OH MY GOD THE SPLIT SECOND OF REALIZATION THEN JUST HOLDING THE SHIP COMPLETELY WITH THE FORCE. OH MY GOD. Seriously, I forget how scary Vader is sometimes. He really is Space Jesus powerful.
WOW. JUST TEARING IT UP.
DOUBLE WOW. A SECOND SHIP.
Yeah this was not gonna work out for Reva.
God I love the spinning saber though.
Was that double-wield moment a reference to Asokha? I’m hurting.
She’s so flashy and he’s barely trying.
So he knew she was a youngling. But did he know at the time when he stabbed her that she was still alive, and he chose to just let her die rather than ensure she was dead? That’d be ironic since Obi-Wan would do that to him only a few hours later on... god I’m so sleep deprived. The lava planet.
You’d think he wouldn’t make the same mistake twice though, stabbing her and leaving her to die.
Also I thought he’d pull a Count Dooku and use both sabers to cut off her head. That would have been fun and more efficient.
Oh nooo. Earlier when they were talking through the door I was like “Reva knows about Ani, but she still doesn’t know these kids are his kids... right?” And she just found Bail’s communicator, so she’s gonna know now isn’t she?
Yep. Great. Reva my girl please don’t.
And there’s little baby Luke. Let the boy be please.
While checking IMDB to make sure it was James voicing Vader, I saw the Part V was so far the highest rated episode. I see why. There was a lot of pain. And a lot of realizations.
But GOD I hate when life parallels the sci-fi I’m watching. Stranger Things and Obi-Wan needing warnings. And when I rewatched Torchwood: Children of Earth in 2018 I accidentally coincided the rewatch with the first revelations of Drumpf’s family separation policies. Ugh. It’s not fun when sci-fi is this realistic.
I’m sad about Tala though. But I’m glad I got to see my girl Indira in this show.
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Coastal Venture (part III)
[gif creds @thecarreras]
JJ Maybank x female!Reader
Warnings: season 2 spoilers
Part 1 Part 2
“TJ said he saw someone.”
“Alright, let’s get this place searched. Start on the port side.”
John B and (Y/N) were able to find their way outside. They could hear voices everywhere around them looking for stowaways but two voices in particular stood out.
“Come back here!”
“No!”
It was Sarah and Ward. (Y/N) quickly glanced at John B, feeling stupid for letting such an important piece of information slip. She forgot to mention Ward was alive.
“You want them to take you?”
“I didn’t ask to be here!”
The two Pogues looked over the railing to see the Camerons fighting.
“You’re here and you’re staying here! You’re my daughter!”
“Jesus.” the girl murmured, frustrated at seeing her friend having to deal with her shitty father, and took a quick look at John B to see his reaction at the sight of the man he hated the most. And who wasn’t dead after all.
Sarah stormed out, she assumed she went back inside, but before she could say any word of comfort to the boy beside her, another hushed voice called them.
“Hey!” they turned around to find a very sweaty Pope, “Shit, (Y/N)!” the boy engulfed her in a hug and she contently reciprocated it, not minding the sweat.
“Jesus you scared me.” John B commented.
“You ok?” Pope asked her.
“Yup, never better.”
“Good.”
“What’re you doing?” John B asked, confused at what Pope was doing there alone.
“I brought a friend.”
And then he stepped aside a bit, revealing a dark skinned girl behind him.
“Cheese on bread.” she exclaimed, looking directly at John B.
“Cleo?”
“So it is you.”
“What the hell? What you doing here?”
“I’m so confused right now.” (Y/N) whispered to Pope, as she saw Cleo and John B interact.
“What are you doing here? I work here. This is my boat.” she explained, “It got too hot in Nassau because of you and Sarah. I had to run.”
“It’s not safe out here, we gotta go.” Pope stated, turning to the Pogue girl, “Come on, I know someone else here who’ll be happy to see you.”
No matter how fucked up the situation they were in was, the mention of JJ and knowing she was reunited with her friends was more than enough to give her some motivation to get the hell out of that ship.
“So I’ve heard.” she answered, smiling.
“Ripping jungle break all day long.” JJ answered, a dreamy look in his eyes, “Bamboo hut, cooking a fish on a fire, (Y/N)’s always talking about building a small cabin on a beach and decorating it with seashells.” he smiled, the memories of his late night conversations and plan making with his best friend making him feel at ease, “And after that, you go back out and just hit the waves again.”
..
“That’s the dream? Surf trip?”
“You’re taking (Y/N) with you?”, Kie asked, smirking at the blonde, who could never hide his crush in front of her. Not that he needed too. Anyone could see it.
“That’s the dream. Our dream.”
“Sounds perfect. Got room for one more?”
JJ laughed, knowing Kie needed something like that too.
“Hey, hey, open it.”
They heard Pope whisper from outside the container and hurried to get the grate off to let him and John B in.
“Thank God.”
“You need help?”
“I’m good.”
“I thought Rafe got you guys for sure.”
“No, we’re chill.” John B answered, getting in after Pope.
“Okay, let’s put the grate back on.” Kie got ready to cover the small opening but Pope stopped her.
“No, wait. Hold it.”
“What? No, put it back!”
Appearing from outside, cautiously glancing inside to see what she was getting herself into, (Y/N) smiled humorously at her friends’ reaction when they saw her.
“Hello, friends,” she jumped over the “window” on her stomach to pass through it, “guess who’s back!” she tried to say, her voice coming out in a funny tone due to the effort it was taking her to get inside and for having her stomach pressed against the hard surface.
“Oh my God!” Kie whispered-yelled, a wave of relief falling over her at the sight of her friend.
“Shit.” everyone glanced at JJ. His features made up a stunned expression while staring at the girl, now inside the container after Pope helped her, “Shit.” he repeated but this time he walked towards her, almost knocking some things down on his way, and engulfed her in the tightest hug he was certain he had ever given to someone.
“Hi.” the girl said, smiling uncontrollably, her face hidden in his neck as she wrapped her arms tightly around his torso, “Missed me?” she teased, knowing damn well by his tight grip on her that he did in fact miss her.
“Just a bit.” he joked, discreetly kissing her temple and squeezing her waist.
“Jesus Christ.” their heartwarming moment was soon interrupted by Cleo, who was judgingly examining the container, mostly Kie and JJ, not expecting for there to be more people on board, “I kill you, John B!”
“Who is this?” Kie asked.
“Just relax, ok? I told you I had a surprise.”
Kiara became more agitated, the idea of having a stranger between them not sitting right with her.
“Kie, relax.” he held her by her arms, making her focus on him, “Remember I told you about the girl we met in the Bahamas that saved us?”
“Uh… Cleo, yeah?”
John B nodded and looked at Cleo.
“She’s gonna help us, alright?”
“We tried, ok? I got attacked, if it wasn’t for (Y/N) I probably would be decapitated right now.”
“Next time, ask me.” the dark skinned girl fought back, clearly not pleased with the situation she had gotten herself into. Again.
..
"You seriously didn’t grab nothing? Not one single gun?” JJ scoffed.
JJ glanced at the girl, subconsciously checking if she was hurt in any way. She smiled at him reassuringly and rested her hand on his arm to try and calm him down a bit. It was clear he was starting to get agitated, but her tender touch was enough to cool him down.
“This is why I should’ve gone with.”
“It’s fine. We’re fine.” she reassured him.
“Let me get this straight.” Cleo interrupted the starting comotion, “You five, with no weapons, decided you were gonna hijack this tramp steamer on your own?” everyone looked either down or around, anywhere to avoid Cleo’s, once again, judgemental glares, “Do you have any idea who these people are? Eberhimi, if he catch you, he’s gonna kill you. Dead. Cut off your fingers.”
“Ok, what about waiting till we get to port?” Kie suggested, “At least if something goes wrong we have a place to run.”
“No. No, we can’t do that.” Pope responded.
“Why?”
And as Pope explained why it was a bad idea to wait till they arrived wherever they were heading, (Y/N) nudged JJ, who she noticed was quieter than usual.
“You ok?” she whispered.
“Are you?”
“Yeah.”
“Then I am too.”
She held back a smile, the way he made her heart beat faster never growing easier for her to handle. He always knew exactly what to say to make her lose her cool, leaving her feeling like an embarrassingly shy little girl. She pinched his arm, receiving a light nudge in response.
“If we wait ‘till we get there, they’ll trap us.” Pope concluded.
“We have no choice!”
“Guys.” (Y/N) caught everyone’s attention, “There’s one more thing.” she glanced at John B, “This time making sure I don’t forget to mention, Ward’s alive.”
The three Pogues stood shocked in their places, not expecting that one of all things. John B nodded.
“He’s alive and he’s on this boat.” he added.
“What?”
“You gotta be kidding me.”
“Are you serious?”
They looked between (Y/N) and John B.
“It was all a set up.” she explained, “Blowing up the boat, the confession to Shoupe. All of it to clear Rafe’s name.”
JJ stiffened at the mention of his best friend’s ex-boyfriend. There was an infinite list of reasons why he didn’t like the oldest Cameron sibling, one of them was that he, at some point, had her. Rafe didn’t deserve her and he hated the fact that, like everything else, he was able to get her. His girl. Plus, he still couldn’t push further to the back of his mind the sight of Rafe holding her, forcing her inside his truck, and him feeling useless for allowing that to happen. For letting her go, even if it wasn’t his fault.
They were all still a bit confused and still processing the unexpected information, so she continued.
“Think about it, he goes to the Druthers, and what’s on the Druthers?”
Realization washed over them.
“Scuba.” Kie answers.
“Exactly.”
“So, Ward’s alive, huh?” JJ started, “And he has the gold, and the cross, and Sarah.” he looks back at (Y/N) after he walked closer to where the other Pogues were sitting, “He even had you for a moment.” and everyone knew how that last fact was what was bothering JJ the most.
“Thanks for rubbing that in.” Kie commented.
“So he’s just gonna get away with everything again, huh? Not happening.”
“Hell no.” (Y/N) added.
“We’re not gonna watch this movie again, right, Pope? You said we need to win. And with her,” he pointed to Cleo, “we’re going to the bridge and we’re gonna take it right now. You with me?”
“Let’s do it.” John B agreed.
“I’m with you.” Pope said, determined, “and I wanna be the one to take that bridge.”
That last sentence made Cleo chuckle humorlessly and everyone looked at her.
“He’s gonna take the bridge? He couldn’t even take me.”
“Oh wow.” (Y/N) murmured, starting to find the conversation amusing.
“Ok, first of all, I was going easy on you.” Pope complained, but Cleo fought back.
“I went easy on you.”
Kie shushed them when their voices started to get louder while they bickered and after John B successfully told them to relax, JJ suggested a plan.
“If you’re really with us, if we use that knife, we can go up into the bridge, hold it up against the captain’s neck, then we go on the intercom and make him tell the rest of the crew to meet up in the forward hull.” he explained, “Once they’re in the same place, bam, we lock them in there and we take back what’s ours.”
“That’s actually a very good plan.” (Y/N) commented, smiling proudly at JJ.
The four Pogues smiled at the voice coming from the speakers, signaling Pope and Cleo had succeeded in taking the bridge.
“I like it, it could work.” Pope agreed.
JJ, happy that his plan was approved, turned to Cleo, the only person left to agree with it, “Are you with us, then?”
..
“Attention, all passengers and crew, report to the tween forward hull. That’s an order. Repeat. All passengers and crew, report to the tween forward hull immediately.”
“Once they’re all in the hull, Kie, (Y/N) and I will lock them inside.” JJ explained as they uncovered the small opening of the container to get out.
John B had the mission of finding Sarah and get the lifeboat, and hopefully escape from there, cross in tow, away from the nightmare that was their trip on that damn ship.
Part 4
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Miss American Pie
Chapter Five: This Will Be The Day (Finale)
Warning: this series features a romantic Yelena Belova x Fem!Reader pairing.
Summary: Everyone has returned but the battle for humanity against Thanos wages on.
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
You wake in a coughing fit, the rubble surrounding you sears your lungs. “Natasha.” You call into the rocks and flickering lights. Clearing your throat, you try again. “Natasha!”
“Here, I’m here.” Her voice is rough, pained.
You push yourself toward the sound, through the dust you can make out her hair. “You ok?”
“Mostly.” She’s laying face up, a few scratches visible.
“What the hell does that mean?”
“I can’t move.” She nods at the piece of collapsed cement. “My leg is broken, you should go.” Nat says, staring up at the sky.
“I should’ve never let you go to Vormir. I’m so sorry, I didn’t know.” You try uselessly to budge the blockage over her leg.
“What is Vormir?” She asks.
“Doesn’t matter.” You swallow the lump in your throat. “How much do you remember?”
“The red room.”
“Do you remember getting out?”
“No one gets out.” She shakes her head.
“We did.” You inform her. “Yelena did.”
“Yelena?” Her gaze finds yours. “You know Yelena? Is she here?”
“Yes, I know her.” You press your lips together. “She’s not here though.”
“The rest of this building is coming down. If you were really trained in the red room you have to know that.” Natasha frowns. “You need to leave.”
“Not gonna happen.”
“Don’t be a hero.” She whispers. “Let me go, it’s ok.”
“No, it’s not.” You argue. “I won’t do it again.”
“What about Yelena?” Natasha gives you a pointed look.
“She’ll understand.” This is what she would do.
“Hey,” Natasha pushes herself up on her elbows. “Would it be a good thing or a bad thing if a giant man in a metal suit carrying a smaller man and a raccoon appeared behind your head?”
You turn toward the man in question. Scott Lang. “It would be a good thing.”
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Natasha is taken somewhere safe. She can’t fight.
As the strange doctor and his disciples start opening portals you see that you’re not alone. Through one comes Alexei, Melina and Yelena.
Her white suit is pristine, dirty blonde hair held away from her face in ponytails.
On shaky legs you move toward her, taking your rightful place at her side. Facing what lies ahead together.
Yelena catches your hand, “this isn’t much of a welcome home.”
You can’t help but laugh, “pretty cool way to die though.”
“Very,” she agrees. “Natasha?”
“She is a little worse for wear.” You warn her, “but alive…and safe.”
Yelena gives you a watery smile, squeezing your fingers. “And you?”
“A tower fell on me.”
“Of course it did.”
Thanos’ army is nothing to scoff at. Giant airborne creatures hover over his troops. Larger monsters stand in their ranks, space ship overhead ready to destroy.
Steve is almost unrecognizable, covered in dirt, his shield battered and broken. But you know it is time when he gives the order. “Avengers, assemble.”
Fighting is easy, it’s what you know. What you were trained to do. Fight to stay alive, fight for what you believe in, fight with Yelena; for Yelena.
The two of you move together like a well oiled machine. Like riding a bike, even after all this time you could never forget.
“We’ve got company to the left.” Yelena says through gritted teeth, kicking at the alien creature beside her. Dropping an empty cartridge to the ground and reloading her gun seamlessly, firing several shots.
Despite everyone’s best efforts they just keep coming. “Do we have a plan here?”
“Getting there,” Steve replies. “Anybody have eyes on the gauntlet?”
“Yeah!” Clint rushes past you with the glove in hand. “What am I supposed to do with it?”
“Get it out of here!” Tony insists.
“What’s happening?” Alexei shouts over the chaos. “I still don’t have ear piece.”
“Just keep their army away from that guy in the tank top.” You grunt, falling backwards from the force of one of Thanos’ soldiers colliding with you.
“We have to get the stones back where they came from.” Rhodey reminds everyone.
“The time space tunnel is completely collapsed.” Tony points out.
“That isn’t our only time machine.” Lang cuts in.
“Does anyone see an ugly brown van out there?” Captain America’s voice hums through the ear bud.
“I do,” a female voice chimes in. “But you’re not going to like where it’s parked.”
After grappling for far too long, you manage to knock the creature from you. Using your knife to dismember it.
“Next time, we get the cool laser guns.” Yelena yells loud enough to be heard by everyone on the network, as she hauls you to your feet.
“Friday, please add laser guns for the ballerinas to my grocery list.” Stark gives his smart ass remark.
“What’s the word on the van?” Rhodey wonders.
“Working on it now.”
The ship at Thanos’ disposal begins raining fire, no regard for their own troops.
“We’ve got people going down!” Rocket hollers.
“Clint,” you call into the microphone. “How’s that gauntlet?”
“Moving down the field.” The archer replies, “I’m alright too, thanks for asking.”
“Good.” You bite back a smile.
Hell continues breaking loose around you. Glowing circular orbs unfold in the air above, providing coverage from the missiles. You’re not sure if this is winning or losing. It feels like a bit of both.
———————————————————————- Thanos and his army are dusted away. Leaving you surprised and still swinging as the shock wears off.
You won. You. Won.
And you lost.
You lost Tony Stark. The man you’d barely known, but offered you clarity that will stay with you forever.
You lost the Natasha you’d come to know over the five years that Yelena was gone. Some parts of the redhead stripped away for the price of the stone.
But she’s still here. Waiting in the wings to be greeted by Yelena and their little makeshift family. You share a look of understanding when your eyes meet over the blonde’s shoulder.
Others come, Banner refuses to leave her side. Despite the fact that Natasha doesn’t remember him.
Clint falls to the ground at her feet. Breaking down at the sight of his friend, his family alive and well. She doesn’t remember him either, but welcomes him into her arms somewhat awkwardly.
Her expressions flicker from happy to overwhelmed. Hesitant to open herself up to the possibility that she is wanted, needed and loved.
Too confusing for the girl who only remembers the red room. Adjusting to this life will take time.
Everyone begins clearing out, their jobs finished. Rushing home to reunite with their loved ones. Tomorrow will bring about new challenges. The world is in shambles, and so are you.
Steve decides that he should be the one to return the stones. His goodbye tells you that he has a bit more in mind. But this is his life. His choices, not yours.
“Well, I guess we should head out too.” You say after a while. Your car is gone, lost in the wreckage from the explosion.
The setting sun is eclipsed, causing all of you to turn your gaze upwards just in time to see the ship’s door open.
“Is that a raccoon?” Melina asks, pointing toward Rocket.
“Do you want a ride or not?” Rocket shoots back.
“Not the avenger’s super jet, but it will do huh?” Alexei smiles, this is his dream.
“This is better!” A man’s voice carries down from the interior.
“Well,” Yelena shrugs, “if you say so.” She leads the pack up the ramp and onto the ship.
“Fanny and the pigs will be expecting dinner soon.”
“How are they?” Melina asks, “have you been taking care of them.”
“That was me!” Alexei says proudly, bending at the waist to gather Natasha into his arms. “Aye honey,” he grunts, hoisting her up. “You are only little girl in my heart.”
Nat pushes against his chest in retaliation.
“Do you mind if I hitch a ride too?” Clint asks.
“The extra stop will cost you,” Nebula stares blankly at him from her seat.
“They always do.” He remarks, trotting up the ramp.
Bruce paces at the foot of the metal grate, watching the rest of you load up. “I gotta hang back, make sure Steve gets there in one piece.”
“After what happened with Scott the first time I’d say that’s probably the best bet.” You agree, standing near the entrance.
“Yeah,” he smiles, kindly. “Keep me posted on Nat, will ya?”
“I will,” you return the smile.
“I’ll see you around.”
You nod, “I’ll see you.”
The captain of the ship introduces himself as Star-lord, and after a moment without response, Quill.
“Any requests?” He asks, finger hovering over the control panel.
Alexei creeps over to the younger man, quietly relaying a message.
“Alright,” Quill nods. Stroking the keys until a familiar set of notes ring out.
“A long, long time ago-“ The singer croons.
You let out a chuckle.
“I can still remember how that music used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance, that I could make those people dance. And maybe they'd be happy for a while.”
“We’re really doing this?” Yelena puts a hand to her head, the corners of her mouth turning upward.
“But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver. Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step.” The melody carries on.
“It’s your song.” Natasha turns to her sister.
“I can't remember if I cried. When I read about his widowed bride.” Melina’s eyes are far away, carried back to their years in Ohio. Before the world had been so cruel.
“Something touched me deep inside, the day the music-“
“Died.” Yelena joins in, lulling her head to the side to gage your reaction.
You sigh, all of this beyond surreal. But you allow yourself to live in this moment, because you might not get another. “So bye, bye Miss American Pie…”
“Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry.” The roaring chorus of voices fills the silence you’ve grown used to. Fills the parts of you that were empty for so long. “And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye. Singin', “this’ll be the day that I die.”
“This’ll be the day that I die.” Yelena sings, her face alight with a childlike glee.
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Melina, Natasha and Alexei stay with you for a while. A few weeks as Natasha heals and becomes acclimated to her life.
She claims to hate the attention, but deep down you know she’s full of it.
The Ohio house is bursting at the seams with five adults, nine pigs and one dog.
That isn’t enough to keep visitors at bay. Namely Clint, his wife Laura and their three children.
Things feel a bit off when everyone begins moving out. Alexei, Melina, and their pigs return to the farm outside of Saint Petersburg.
Natasha finds herself drawn to New York, with Bruce and the makeshift building he’s using as a lab.
You adjust to the steady thrum that is daily life, with Fanny and Yelena.
After dinner you load the dishwasher, drying your hands on the nearby tea towel before selecting a cycle.
“So how does it feel?” Yelena asks, leaning against the doorframe.
“Hmm?” You turn to face her.
“Being a hero.” She clarifies, a smile playing at her lips.
“I’m not-“
“Oh cut the crap, Y/N. You saved the world.” Yelena narrows her eyes at you.
“I did it for you.” You say simply, because it’s true.
Yelena closes the space between you, “why?”
“You know why.” You whisper as she cups your face in her hands, gently stroking her thumb over your cheek. “It’s ok if you wouldn’t have done the same.”
“I’d do more for you, and worse.” She assures you. “But do you really want to spend the rest of your life fumbling around feelings in the dark when you could have someone who-“
“I want you. I only ever want you.” You beckon her closer. “Anyway I can have you, that will be enough for me.”
Sometimes wires get crossed and you want things you never have before. And she provides them before you have a chance to ask. You give back to her tenfold, so that neither glass is ever empty. That is love. True love, the only way you’ve ever known it.
“I am yours…in every way a person can belong to another.” Yelena breathes, “and then some.”
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ynfan729 ok but I want the beanie and the scarf
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harrystyles In the middle of a rainy june
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yourinstagram all that green and your eyes are still my favorites
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cazoff model material, naturally
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harryking may a offer you an umbrella, my lord?
⤅harrynews one fan said he had an umbrella, but he just doesn't use it
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yourinstagram contrast 🔹🔻
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florencepugh = 💜
⤅yourinstagram :)
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harrystyles The route was traced, the playlist was ready; and even like that we get lost.
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yourinstagram told you to give the map and you said no
⤅harrystyles @yourinstagram I wanted it to be a surprise!
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helenepambrun so that pic was while you guys stop for indications or...?
⤅harryfan693 HELPPPPPPP
harryfan this it's so harry you can't tell me otherwise
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mrbenwinston "the route was traced"
⤅harrystyles It was.
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yourinstagram excuse the sunburn
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harrystyles sorry, didn't know the lipstick would be waterproof
⤅harryfan806 did he just say that he kissed her cheeks while wearing lipstick?!
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⤅yndaily @harryandyn just thinking how funny It was the moment she realized that the kiss prints couldn't be wiped away and give harry a look like 😠
⤅harryfan714 @yndaily shut uppp! And he just giggling like the fckin demon that he is
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harrystyles Malva thoughts.
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gemmastyles I'll never share my favorite color with you again.
⤅harryfan733 this is so funny
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⤅ynfan723 And he's also @yourinstagram broyfriend 😩
⤅claraamfo @ynfan723 that's what hurt the most
sammywitte I never knew you knew how to paint.
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⤅harryfan982 @harryfan662 it's like they just comment to roasting him
⤅harryfan222 @harryfan982 and we are loving it!
⤅harryfan116 true friendship it's this
flammedepigelle inspired.
⤅harryfan671 oh, well...
⤅harryfan927 now e news it's going to write a ridiculous post about a love triangle between yn, harry and sharon
⤅ynfan813 @harryfab927 don't give them ideas! 🤫
⤅harryfan927 @ynfan814 omg you're right, I'm gonna delete it!
jennynails delivery will be this wednesday!
⤅harryfan712 harry's nails will be malva?
⤅harryfan991 omg that's so cute
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yourinstagram I'm Malva.
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harrystyles In fact, you're the whole palette, my darling
⤅yourinstagram 🤍
⤅harryandyn he loves his little rainbow
⤅harryfan881 yep, that's my heart full of happiness to see him be so in love with her
⤅harryfan092 she is perfect for him. I mean it.
⤅harryfan330 she will take him to the moon for us.
⤅harryfan445 @harryfan330 and all we can say is thank you to the wonderful yn.
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⤅harrystyles He indeed did it
⤅harryfan672 I can't with this man referring to himself in the third person
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spaceykacey lovers in their little birdhouse
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⤅yourinstagram we already talked about this, Harry.
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It’s hard doing this on my own...
Summary: You’ve gone into another Depressive state...This time. It’s far more violent than the last Depressive spell.
Warning(s): TRIGGERING CONTENT ABOUT EXTREME DEPRESSIVE EPISODES! DO NOT READ IF YOUR NOT COMFORTABLE! Ends with fluff. No gifs.
Word count: 2.9k+
A/N: I’m ok.
Luffy has always known you were...Different, than the others. Sure, everybody in the crew went through some tough times in their past but, they made up for that time to make them and their friends smile more. You however...Struggled with genuinely smiling these days again.
It concerned him how distant and emotionless you became. You kept yourself locked away inside that room, to protect the others from being hurt or feeling guilty...All he saw was that you were locked away in a Cage of Sadness that he couldn’t seem to pull you out of no matter how hard he tried too.
Tonight was no exception to his daily routine. He placed the food that Sanji had made on the floor so you could grab it whenever you were ready, then sat down beside your door on the floor of the ship. “Y/n-san...Dinner’s here....” He said loud enough for you to hear, but not enough to startle you.
Nothing....Just silence.
He waited for a few more minutes before getting worried that you weren’t opening the door for the food, but before his worry could worsen. Your door slightly opened wide enough to drag the tray back in...He wanted to see your face again...He missed it. he missed /you/. Shockingly enough, you /didn’t/ close the door after grabbing the food. Which confused him to say the least because you never allowed him to see you So Sad.
“Y/n-san?” he called out, stepping up to walk into the room, only to pause when he sees you...So....Hurt. It hurt /him/ seeing you like this. His body moved on it’s own and he hugged you tightly, quite literally wrapping his arms around your body.
You didn’t do anything...No smiles, no tears....Nothing.
That worried him.
“Y-Y/n-san?...” He calls out to you as he still held you. You looked up at him with dead, red eyes from crying so much before now. “Sorry...Luffy...” You weakly started then gave an expressionless chuckle that lacked any kind of excitement, worrying him further, “I can’t feel anything....”
That hit him like a two ton truck. “Can’t feel anything?” What did that mean? Was his hug not working?...He hugged tighter...No real response other than a grunt from being hugged tighter., It didn’t irritate you. It was just uncomfortable and hard to breath properly. Luffy got sad when you didn’t show any response towards his hugs like you used too. So he let go to let you breath better. “You can’t.....Feel anything y/n-san??” He asked again as he held your face, staring dead in your emotionless, empty eyes.
“No....Sorry....” You simply responded, only feeling his hands /slightly/ on your face. Luffy frowned, he was confused on why you were so numb and emotionless now. Was it the Depression you mentioned before? Or was somebody taking your feelings from you against your will? All he could do was sigh and then lift you up bridal style, it hurt not seeing you get flustered about it, but instead, look limp and dead-like in his arms. You seemed a lot more heavier than he expected as well.
He went to chopper, asking for help on what to do, the whole crew was there with you as you just...Quietly sat on the chair you were placed on, and stared at the floor while absorbing everything in. “She’s broken?...” Luffy asked, confused on how you could be broken “Well...Not exactly....But, it’ll take a VERY long time for them to gain their feelings back to normal....They’re hurting.” Choppers words affected the crew, as they were all friends with you. But more importantly, Luffy was affected the most since he was your boyfriend.
Several months later, Luffy did his hardest to try and make your life just a little bit easier for you. Protecting you during battles. making sure the crew respected your wishes when it came to privacy. Making sure that you ate and slept a healthy amount of each thing so you wouldn’t hurt yourself anymore than you were.
The crew was celebrating another Team-Up mission with the Heart Pirates, they knew that Law was a Doctor so, they confirmed that you did in fact, have Severe Depression...And it started getting REALLY bad over time, but that a shift was going to change after a while. Which surprised Luffy to say the least but, he didn’t force you to change for anything.
You were off in your own corner with Zoro, as the two of you had gotten to be close friends before your Depressive state. Luffy was sitting with the two of you since he’s gotten fairly protective over you, over the last several months. You just drinking some Tea and had some of your favorites out of this feast that Sanji and the Heart’s crew had prepared for everybody, minding your own business as you absorbed everything.
You felt....Lighter...MUCH lighter than before...It’s not 100% happiness but, it’s /something/ to say the least. Zoro saw the slight shine that came back to your eyes for a split second, but didn’t comment on it and just left you be. Meanwhile, Luffy was reenacting his fight with a recent enemy that was super strong, you listened in every now and then, but heard that Luffy nearly got killed.
That worried you...Your face warped in concern but, went away fairly quick when he said that he managed to make it out somewhat alright thanks to the crew. You were thankful for them keeping him alive. He was your boyfriend after all.
Your boyfriend........
Your Boyfriend.....
The thought of the fact that you nearly lost your boyfriend to an enemy hit you like a two ton truck. You sat there deadpanned, but you felt something Wet falling down your cheeks. You didn’t move or say anything. Luffy paused when he heard a faint sniffle from your throat...You were crying.
He started to panic, wondering why you were crying all of a sudden. You rubbed your face and held up a hand to make him pause, “I...I’m ok....I’m ok...” You repeated, “How are you ok y/n-san!? Your crying!” he yelled, worried that his story may have triggered you into a relapse. Once you started calming down, you chuckled, albeit it was very soft and awkward, “Sorry...I’m Sorry...It’s just...The thought of losing my boyfriend got me more upset than my Depression that I started crying...” You admitted, now shocking Luffy and the crew that could hear you.
Luffy paused, somewhat stunned by you just admitting that outright...”Y/n-san?...” he asked while waiting for a response from you...You weren’t exactly back to normal, but the very, /very/ small smile you gave was Bright enough for him to notice that you were coming back from being so numb for so long. Luffy was ecstatic to say the least. Even if your smile was small and awkward. You still /smiled/ after so long of being unable too.
Luffy shouted your name out when he flung into your lap, startling you, which caught /everybody’s attention/ this time and turned to see what was happening. Much to their surprise. There you were. Giving a soft smile as your boyfriend hugged you tightly, keeping you close to him. The crew sighed in relief that you were starting to express emotions again.
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Sanji was always in-tune with your emotions. He could sense that something would be eating at you before you even mentioned it, he made himself become synced with your emotions so that way he could be there for you in any way possible, even if it’s for a short time.
However, when your too quiet and distant. He can’t really do much to help you out. He can’t guess what your feeling that day because you’re avoiding him and the others. He can’t be there for you for emotional support if you’re not willing to accept it from him.
Soon enough. After a couple of months of realizing this familiar pattern of yours, he knew what was up. He knew that you were having yet another Really Bad Depressive episode again...Only this time, it seemed to be FAR worse than what happened the last time. Lasting a longer time than usual...It affected him quite a lot. He felt guilty that he couldn’t hold you or kiss you goodnight/good morning. He couldn’t so much as see your face because you refused to let him see this Ugly Demon of yours.
Today was different. It felt off to him. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it but, while he was out shopping for food supplies on this small Island with the others. Nami had left YOU to take care of the ship. Sanji had to force Usopp to stay behind and help in case the ship got attacked while they were gone.
“--anji-kun??” Nami called out, “SANJI-KUN!!” She yelled, snapping him out of his worried trance over you. “H-Huh?? Sorry..What were you saying??” he asked, snapping back to reality. Nami could only groan in irritation, sighing as she rubbed her face. “Look. If your that worried about y/n-san. Then go back to the ship. Give me your grocery list and I’ll do the shopping for you.” She says while shooing him.
You weren’t expecting to be outside of your room...But it’s not like it was your fault to begin with. You gave an irritated scowl as the guy held you in his bigger arms, practically choking you in the process. You were being used as a hostage to calm down Usopp, and hopefully lure out the other Straw Hats to collect their bounties and turn them in.
“Right...We’ll be taking this lovely lady as well with your treasure...” The guy starts off, but saw that Usopp was about to fight back, so he held out a gun to your head and chuckled. “Don’t even try anything...You move, this girl gets her head blown off.” He threatens before going into a chuckle fit. You looked up at him with your expressionless eyes, a smile was there but, it was creepy. “Sure...go ahead and kill me....But, I don’t think you got the stomach to handle that.” You teased, giving out a small Pfftt sound effect afterwards when he cringed and released you, just letting you fall on your knees.
“Y-Y/n-san! Don’t give him any ideas!!” Usopp shouted, scared for you. All you could do was sigh sadly, “As I thought...” You paused to look up, “You didn’t have the guts to shoot...” You teased again, making the Pirate Hunter flinch again and re-point the gun at you face in point-blank range. “Creepy girl.” He insulted.
But before he could shoot, his head got kicked in and his aim barely missed your head. You sat there, wide-eyed when you saw your boyfriend Sanji, He looked angry as he was literally on fire. You then saw his face up close when he started to fight the other guys, kicking them off the ship or sending them flying into the deeper part of the ocean. By the time he was done, the main leader of the Pirate Hunters had been placed underneath his foot, Sanji was holding his face there, you could see the other guy’s face warping in fear for his own life
Sanji then lifted his leg up, and then a loud /thump/ rang in your ear. he crushed the guy’s skull in, killing him right in front of you. “DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT HURTING /MY/ Y/N-SAN!” He screamed, which made the last remaining few of the Pirate hunters run for it, jumping overboard as they panicked in fear from Black-Leg Sanji.
You stayed still. Shocked as to what exactly had happened. You were about to be killed while you were Depressed....You /wanted it/..You /craved it/....But even so, the feeling of being rescued by your boyfriend...Overwhelmed you. You stayed still and started to cry out loud, startling Sanji out of his anger-trance to go to you and hold you tightly. At first, you didn’t do anything. But after a while, the crying got worse, you clung to him for dear life.
You /wanted to die/...But even so...Being saved by him made you thankful for the save he just did. “T-Thank you Sanji!! I....I thought I w-was gonna...Gonna die!” You panicked, somewhat yelling within your hiccupped sobs. Sanji kept you close and did his best to calm you down from your meltdown, cooing you as he ignored Usopp and his surroundings. “I’m just glad that your feeling better y-y/n-san...” He says, knowing that you weren’t 100% there but, you were alive regardless.
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Despite how Zoro is. He instantly knew that you weren’t.../There/ mentally for the last while the first minute he saw that you hadn’t woken up with him in his bed this time.
This time however....Had gotten pretty bad. A lot of your old habits started showing themselves but, they seemed to be doubled over time. At first he decided to just....Leave you be, in case if you just needed the time to yourself so that way you can focus on getting better. But...Over time when this started to become a constant with your routine. That’s when his panic really started to kick in.
Today marked the 34th day that you kept in your room. Sure, you’d peak out for food and something to drink or snack on, but that was way in the beginning. It’s been three weeks since you barely showed up. Zoro paced back and forth in front of your room, softly mumbling to himself on what he should do. Should he knock on the door? No, that’d startle you..Should he just barge in if it’s unlocked? No..You’d probably hate him if he did that..What if you were blacked out? Or sick? oR DEAD!? “Zoro....If you keep pacing back and forth like that...It won’t fix anything...” Nami said in a worried tone of voice, seeing her friend pace back and forth with worry. Zoro only scoffed and shooed her out. so he could focus on helping you somehow.
Suddenly, a loud /thump/ echoed your room when he listened in, that was enough to get him to just slam the door open in a frenzy, worried out of his god damn mind on what was happening. “Y/n!?” He called out....Nothing. he looked around your small room and noticed that it was a complete disaster. it seemed like you had fought somebody in here. he clicked his tongue, disappointed in himself for being unable to be there during one of your meltdowns when you needed him most.
He paused when he saw your body on the ground, panicking, he started calling out your name loudly. You weren’t dead...Thank god. But you were very weak...Too weak. Zoro yelled to get the other crew member’s attention as he lifted up your weakened body. You were breathing but, it was heavy. “The hell happened??” He asked, feeling a sense of guilt start to wash over, before he moved further though, he felt something tap against his boot. “A bottle?” he turned it over so he could get the label and read it’s content.
He couldn’t fully read it properly but, he got enough of an idea that it completely shocked him. Before the others had arrived, he rushed with your limp body to Chopper’s “office” so he could check up on what was happening with you from a professional...He had an idea but, he didn’t want to assume either.
“Y/n was trying to overdose on something.” Chopper said bluntly while looking at the content from the blood he took from you. He sighed and noticed that it was a medicine that he used to numb his patience when they need severe stitches. “But...They’ll be ok....Luckily you caught them just in time Zoro. Anymore of this could’ve killed them.” Zoro didn’t say much. he just thanked Chopper for the hard work and patted his head gently.
It took a while for you to get back to normal after that night. You felt extremely guilty and kept apologizing to both Zoro and the rest of the crew for what you tried to do. At first, they where angry but after a while, they understood what you were going through and left you alone. Zoro on the other hand, was NOT happy....Not one bit. He wasn’t /livid/ either but, he wasn’t too pleased with what he saw. The scene of him finding your nearly dead body kept playing in his mind. he was terrified of losing you, so terrified that it actually scared him.
Eventually though, you and Zoro were able to talk a little less awkwardly now. The two of you stayed in the workout room just talking about random stuff. A small silence filled the air after a while...You sighed, rubbing the back of your head awkwardly. “...Thank you...” You say quietly, but loud enough for Zoro to hear. “...For saving me that night...” After hearing you thank him for saving you. At first, he wanted to be petty and make you sit in that guilt for a bit.
But after a short few moment, he caved in and wrapped his arms around you tightly. You didn’t say anything but, you could tell he was upset, as he shivered a bit within the hug. “Don’t ever do that again y/n...” He starts off then paused to inhale, “If you need to talk to somebody. I’m here. I’ll always be here.” he lets go so that way he can kiss your forehead and put you on his lap to cuddle you again. “I can’t stand the thought of you not being by my side.” he admits, which really warmed your heart.
You sighed and patted his head gently, “...I promise to turn to you from now on.” You say as the two of you cuddled then fell asleep in each others arms.
#tw// depression#tw/ suicidal attempt#tw// heavy mental themes#Do not read if your uncomfortable#luffy x reader#zoro x reader#sanji x reader#one piece x reader
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Iris
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Word Count: 1,263
Summary: Bucky has a rough night and afterwards he needs some reassurance.
Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club 24 hour surprise drabble challenge: Inspired By Song Titles and @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan Hamilton Lyric Challenge and the prompt: I’m never gonna stop from Guns and Ships. Also, my beautiful friend @nano--raptor had sent me a request for a Bucky fic based off of the song Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls so I thought it was perfect for this. I love this song and I hope you love this! Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤ PS I PROMISE IT ENDS HAPPY :)
Warnings: Angst at first but it’s soft and filled with love and the end is fluffy mostly and it has a happy ending! :)
“Steve. Steve!” You hear him fumbling with the doorknob and you wait with a knot in your stomach for him to open the door. He yanks it open, almost too hard, and stands there looking disheveled and half asleep. “What? What’s wrong y/n?” Your fingers hurt from wringing your hands together and your voice is hoarse from crying, “I can’t find him. I don’t know where he is.”
Steve’s forehead crinkles in worry and he takes your hand, pulling you in for a hug. “When did you see him last?” Your body shakes with your tears and Steve patiently waits while you to catch your breath. “Everything seemed fine last night. We had dinner, watched a movie and read together before bed. But then he had a nightmare. He hasn’t had one is so long. And when I woke him up, he looked so scared and broken. I thought he had gone back to sleep but when I woke up this morning he was gone.”
You can feel Steve’s shoulders sag, your own already bowed under the weight of your worry, “ok, it’s ok. I think I know where he might be.” Wiping your eyes with the back of your hand you sniffle loudly and pull Bucky’s hoodie tighter around your body. “Just gimme a minute to change.” You nod and wait on the couch. Your heart is in your throat and you try to stop your body from trembling with each breath.
“Ok. Come on.” Steve leads you out the door and onto the street. He walks fast, his arm looped through yours and his hands in his pockets. When you reach the small park Steve stops and looks down at you, his eyes soft, “he loves you. More than anything. You have to remind him that you see him for who he really is.” You squeeze his hand, “thank you Steve.” He watches you walk into the park, “call me if you need anything. I’m not far.” You wave and turn the corner, sucking in a breath when you see Bucky sitting on a bench, his head dropped low.
“Bucky?” You can barely hear yourself over the beating of your own heart but when he looks up it’s as if everything comes back into focus. He stands and starts to move toward you, his long legs making the trip short as you launch yourself into his open arms. He holds you so tightly to his chest you can’t breathe but this time it doesn’t feel like you’re dying, it feels like home.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He says it over and over and you hold onto him like it’s the last thing you’ll ever do. “I shouldn’t have left. I’m just scared. I’m still broken. I can’t lose you.” You can feel his large body shake with emotion and your heart breaks all over again. “Bucky. I love you. I love you more than anything in world. I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”
He walks you to the bench and sits down, pulling you into his lap, “you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I want to be everything you need but I’m afraid people will think I’m not good enough. They only see me as one thing.” The tears that fall from his eyes match your own and you touch his face, brushing the stubble that lines his cheeks before gently running your thumb along his lips. “I see you Bucky. I see every piece of you, and I know who you are.” Your hand slides down his neck and rests against his chest, over his beating heart.
His metal hand covers yours, his thunderous heartbeat slowly becoming steadier, “I don’t wanna go home yet. Can we stay a bit longer?” Your lips touch his in a barely there kiss, your eyes locked on his, “I want to be wherever you are Bucky. You’re all I need.” His lips are warm when they meet yours, his hand curling into your hair and tugging you closer. “Bucky, I love you. I’m never gonna stop.”
Resting his forehead to yours he lets the words sink in and wash over him. When his eyes meet yours again, they look clearer and more alive. “Thank you. Thank you for loving me.” Your brush the hair away from his face and cradle his jaw, stroking your fingers along his cheek, “that’s all I want to do.” He leans into your touch and closes his eyes before he kisses the palm of your hand and curls his own around it.
You sit quietly, just breathing in each other and letting the world melt away. It isn’t until you hear the loud bark of a dog that you lift your head, smiling when a large fluff of white bounds toward you. The dog’s tail is wagging a mile a minute and Bucky reaches out to pet her, quickly pulling his hand back when he realizes it’s his metal one. You take his wrist and pull him forward, letting the dog sniff it. The dog’s nose wiggles this way and that before she nudges her head under Bucky’s hand for pets.
Bucky beams and scratches behind the dog’s ears, laughing when she positions her butt between his legs for more pets. “She definitely likes you.” A young man comes rushing over, panting and trying to catch his breath, “I’m so sorry guys! She loves the park and got away from me in her excitement.” You smile brightly and notice he’s wearing a shirt from the animal rescue nearby. “Oh, it’s no problem. She’s an absolute sweetheart! I think she loves my boyfriend.”
Bucky gives your waist a little squeeze and continues petting the dog. “I can see that. It’s great because to be honest she’s been really shy around most men, so this is really good.” It’s hard to tell who’s happier and you ask, “is she available for adoption?” The guy nearly bursts with joy, vigorously shaking his head yes. Bucky looks up, first at you, your eyes excited and hopeful, then to Winter. “Want to take a walk?” You jump off his lap with a squeal and the volunteer hands Bucky the leash, “she’s a great girl. I can tell you more about her while we head back.”
You walk hand in hand with Bucky, listening to Winter’s story and how she came to the rescue. You can tell Bucky is smitten and Winter clearly reciprocates the feeling. His shoulders seem lifted and his smile is genuine. When you reach the rescue Bucky pauses, handing the leash back to the volunteer, “can you give us minute please?” Winter whines but goes inside and Bucky takes your hands in his. Holding your finger to his lips you quickly speak, “before you say anything I just want you to know that dogs are an excellent judge of character.” Bucky smiles and dips his head, “I know. “I just. I need to say this. I love you. You’ve found parts of me that I didn’t know existed and in you I found a love I no longer believed was real.”
It’s hard for you to find the words to respond, your eyes now wet with fresh tears, so you kiss him and hope that all you’re feeling comes through with it. When you finally pull away for a breather, Bucky’s eyes are still closed and he brushes his nose against yours, his whispered “thank you,” telling you everything you need to know. Later that afternoon, you make your way back home, now a family of three.
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You’re not him Chapter 1
" Hey Casey, how're you doing?" you walk in and ask the receptionist.
"Hi L/n, nothing much, just reporting in some standard violations nothing more." Casey replies in his enthusiastic way.
"Nice, where's Hunt?"
" Oh, she's just patrolling, Mobius is in court, and he asked me to hand you all your assignments for the week" he replies, handing you a file.
"Thanks Casey, go on, I'll see you at lunch." you say walking towards your office.
Loki's pov
( The dialogues are not correct, cuz I'm writing out of memory)
"What is this? This never even happened, more lies, tricks." Loki shouts at Mobius.
"Not yet, not to you" Mobius replies, fast forwarding to where Loki and Frigga are talking.
" Then am I not your mother" Frigga asks
Breath shuddering, Loki says, "You are not."
Tears filling her eyes, she then chuckles humorlessly, " You're so perceptive about everyone but yourself."
Mobius continues, " And then the dark elves attack Asgard and you think you lead them to Thor, but instead you lead them to.."
He fast forward to Frigga, being stabbed by a dark elf as Loki watches on in horror, tears forming in his eyes.
"W-Where do you have her, where is she?"
"You lead 'em right to her." Mobius softly says.
"No! Yo-you're lying! It's not true!" Loki accuses.
They argue back and forth until Hunter B-15 came in and asked to talk to Mobius.
And during that time, Loki like the mischievous scamp he is, escapes.
~~
After completing a few of your assignments, you decided to head to the cafeteria and have some lunch. They did have some bomb salads.
On the way there, you suddenly saw a glimpse of blue that looked a lot like the tesseract from the corner of your eye. Turning to your right, you saw nothing. Putting it down to your imagination, you sighed and walked on when you bumped head-first into Hunter B-16, a good friend of yours.
"Hey Hunt! Where have you been?" you asked smiling
"Hi Y/n sorry can't talk, there's a rogue variant in the premises and I have to look for him!" She replied hurriedly.
"Oh! Well let me help you, who is it?" you replied suddenly becoming serious.
Hunter hesitated to speak.
"Ask Mobius Y/n, he'll explain everything." she said before running down the hallway.
Confused, you headed down the hallway, but not before spotting a mop of very familiar raven hair heading towards Mobius's office.
Eye's widening you chased after the guy only to run into Casey and couple of other agents.
"Wha-Casey! What happened? Why the hell is everyone rushing around?" you asked him.
"I don't know Y/n, there was this guy who came and threatened to turn me into a fish or something and he took that blue cube thing and ran away!"
" Blue cube thing-blue cube thing? Wait you mean the tesseract?" you urgently enquired.
"Yes! That's what the thing is called!" he says
" Oh my god." you say and start running towards Mobius's office, where you met Mobius outside.
" Mobius what's happening?" you ask him.
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Loki was in Mobius's office, just managing to escape the agents when he saw it again, the view of his mother, cold and dead, because of him.
Shuffling in his seat, he reached forward and pressed the 'fast-forward button'.
The projector skipped to Odin, talking with him and Thor.
"I love you my sons" Odin said before disintegrating into a pile of stardust that floated above to the heavens.
Click.
Now it was Thor,
"Loki, I thought the world of you." Thor said," I thought we were going to fight side-by-side together."
The scene cut to the brothers, along with the hulk and a woman in a Valkyrie suit. There was another woman with (h/c) hair, who was walking close to Loki, her face wasn't clear, but he could see she was close to him.
Click.
Now it was focused on the woman, he couldn't see her face, she was turned away from him, again all he could see was her mop of hair. She seemed to be talking to future-him.
Loki, promise me you'll stay alive, don't be stupid." she said to him
"Darling, we both know there's nothing to worry about, Thor and Valkyrie have a plan, we're not going to die, and who knows? Maybe after this we can go back to Earth, you have missed your family."
"Loki, I'm looking out for you here ok? Please stay alive. I don't what I'd do without you, you're way to important to me...and to Thor."
"Love, don't worry" he said kissing her forehead gently as if calming her down.
" Don't be stupid, and yes, we will mostly be going there and I'm looking forward to having a cheeseburger so don't ruin it for me by dying!"
"Ok, I won't die." He said
"Promise"
"I promise I won't die" he said chuckling softly.
Loki couldn't believe it, after all this time, all his failed relationships, he found someone to love, someone who loved him back and he started crying, this time tears of happiness.
That all changed the moment he clicked again,
This time he was being choked, choked by the Titan who appeared in his nightmares, the reason he was in this mess.
The entire time, he could also hear the girl's heart-wrenching screams.
" You..w-will never....be ...a-a.......God..." Future him choked out blood streaming out if his ears and eyes, face a chalky white, all while Loki looked on in horror.
CRACK! Came that vomit-inducing sound, causing him to turn away.
Turning back he saw Thor and the girl crying onto his chest.
The girl was screaming and sobbing her poor heart out and Loki's heart broke for her.
The ship exploded and the file came to an end.
Loki sat there, too shocked to do anything, after everything was finally going good he died.
He then started laughing humorlessly.
Glorious Purpose indeed.
~~
"Mobius what's going on?" you ask urgently to the man who was looking a little worried.
"Y/n I'm going to need you to stay here, you know the person inside, and you can see him, after I talk to him." he said looking guilty. He knew how much Loki meant to you and he felt really bad for what he going to do, but he needed the variant's help.
"But who is he Mobius?" you ask him, eyes wide and breathing heavy.
"Y/n, I'll call you in five minutes." he said, walking swiftly inside and locking the door immediately so you couldn't come inside.
"Wait the doors locked- what the hell Mobius!" you shout and start to work on picking the lock.
~~
" I can't offer you redemption, but I can offer you a chance, there's a rogue variant killing all our minutemen." Mobius said.
" And you need the God of Mischief's help to catch him. Why?"
" Because the variant is you."
At that exact moment you managed to pick the lock and deciding to be a dramatic bitch, you kicked the doors open
and that's when you saw him.
Your eyes widened and your mouth dropped in shock, you were expecting it but it still didn't make it any less surprising.
God, he looked good, and he also looked younger, meaning....this was him from 2012, the guy who escaped.
And that meant-
" Who are you?" he asked.
Oh shit
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Savathun's Trip to the Last City
Now that we have a clearer picture of what’s going on with Savathun I decided to compile the last year’s worth of her POV lore pieces together.
This is super long, and has spoilers for Path of the Splicer VI / Beneath the Endless Night VII, so I’m putting it under a cut.
Credit to @xivuuarath for reading through this and adding some of their ideas! We talked about more beyond what’s posted here, but this is getting long, so maybe that would be better saved for a part two.
1. Traveler's Chosen (Season of Arrivals)
This piece is told from the POV of a narrator viewing the events through an "ossific den". Based on later lore pieces, I'm certain the narrator is Savathun. Given that ahamkara bones have been compromised by her, and that Shaxx has an ahamkara skull slung up in his station, it’s safe to assume this is Sav’s vantage point.
That said, I don't believe Savathun is observing Shaxx, but rather Zavala, struggling in the wake of the Darkness' encroachment on the system and his colleagues' refusals to evacuate to safety. She seems pleased to find Zavala in a desperate state, and watches as he has a silent conversation with the Traveler. Of note is that she's waiting for it to respond.
He waits for a response and I do as well, tense, curious. [ . . . ] It is no time at all for me, but for him, the hours creep by in silence.
I am ready to choke the voice of his Traveler if it answers him, but there is nothing.
2. Harbinger Mission (Season of the Hunt)
Thank you to @xivuuarath for pointing this out since I didn’t include it the first time around. During the Harbinger mission Savathun’s forces are attempting to secure a Shard of the Traveler in the EDZ. Of note is that they aren’t trying to destroy it, but rather siphon the Light from it.
Given that the Shard of the Traveler is what allowed our Guardian to jumpstart their Light when they lost it during the Red War, and is what allowed Uldren Sov to break into the Dreaming City during the events of Forsaken, we can assume it’s useful to lightbearers and mortals alike. Make note of this, because it becomes potentially relevant later on.
2.5. Hawkmoon (Season of the Hunt)
From an unknown vantage point, Savathun watches The Guardian and Crow celebrate their defeat of her Taken at the Shard of the Traveler. Unlike Zavala, she can find no weak points in Crow or the Guardian, only happiness. This awakens something in her.
What is this feeling? I did not ask for it. I do not understand it. I do not want it.
Which gets repeated throughout the lore piece. This is our first glimpse of Savathun having feelings that don't fall into the range of "malevolence" or "plotting". She yearns for her youth with her siblings and the warmth of her old life, and feels burgeoning regret for the people she betrayed.
There is a growing kinship here. Against better judgment.
This is ambiguous enough to be a comment on Crow’s and The Guardian’s relationship, or herself and The Guardian and/or Crow. She's called us her friend before but this might be the first time she's actually had friendly feelings for us.
3. Books of Sorrow: New Verse (Season of the Hunt)
This hasn't actually been posted on Ishtar Collective and I'm too lazy to track down a transcript online, so pardon the source. There's a lot to unpack here.
I walk in a city made of delicate hopes.
Savathun has moved beyond occupying ahamkara bones and is actually physically present.
I hear my name everywhere. [. . .] The sound is nourishment.
Imbaru machine on-line?
I am more than I ever was, and less than I will ever be.
Make note of this line.
I am many and none. I'm a man who sits alone in a cavernous office counting my failures. I'm a woman looking at a silent god. I'm a lost soul on a cold moon. I'm a broken mirror of a man who tries to steer the ship.
Comparing (?) herself to Zavala, Ikora, Eris, and back to Zavala again?
I'm a familiar stranger, flitting between them all, hiding my face.
Again, I think she's speaking literally here.
The people here are small krill dwarfed by the enormity of oblivion.
A neat little comparison of humanity with the krill, who we established in her last appearance she's beginning to feel regret for.
4. Retrofuturist (Season of the Chosen)
Savathun watches a Crucible match, and judges Guardians for being reckless with the gift of immortality. The tone of this piece reinforces the idea she is actually out and about in a corporeal form.
I'm mostly interested in her perspective on Ghosts here. She calls them "A perfect being", and describes their ability to revive the dead as miraculous. She isn't happy that the spectators don't appreciate the gravity of this. Weird sentiment for a hive but ok.
I look up into the blank white face. I feel its Light on my cheeks. It no longer burns me.
The Hive are repelled by the Light. Savathun has grown to tolerate it. Something has changed in her metaphysical composition.
@xivuuarath made the excellent observation that she might have been at least partially successful in the Harbinger mission - that she may have secured enough Light to build up an immunity, allowing her to be physically present in the City without being hurt by the Traveler.
Each revival is a choice. I know what to do.
Tuck this away for a moment.
5. Beneath the Endless Night: VII - Ripe (Season of the Splicer)
Okay this whole page is insane so excuse the massive infodump here.
I walk through the City on broken legs. I am conspicuous, but the people here grant me many affordances. I chose this form well.
Confirmation that our girl is actually bumping about in a human-form.
I open my eyes and search the faces of the people around me for familiarity. I did not mean to. I twist inwardly with disgust.
She's sympathizing with the humans of the City. She does not like this, but she is!
When they first reached for me, I reached back in acid mockery, and they opened themselves to me in stupid, naked innocence. I was giddy. My fingers raked their minds. I forced my will through them using only words and met no resistance.
Now I reach as often as they do, and when they reach back, I am thankful. I speak with them. I seek their company. Their companionship.
In case it wasn’t obvious already, Savathun has been running a psy-op on the residents of the Last City, which may explain some of the particularly erratic and troubling behavior from individuals / groups this season.
However the interesting thing is, while Sav used her powers of suggestion to manipulate, the humans unknowingly manipulated her in return. Not through any magic - simply through their kindness.
Savathun is doing more than observing the people of the Last City, she is living with them, getting to know them. Savathun is making friends and it’s literally changing her.
This is not pity, for I know pity. What is this—
A call back to the Hawkmoon lore with her trying to make sense of budding positive feelings.
I clench the gangling black mass that threatens to unspool recklessly from within this shell of flesh. My new arms are too thin, too weak. My new shell still bound with thick mucus. Not yet, I say.
I suspect that the “new shell” she talks about here is not her human-form, but rather something else growing inside it.
A man places his hands on me, on my shoulders, on my back. He asks if I am ill, and he sees my flat eyes, my teeth black with ripeness, and he prepares to scream. I let him keep his mind. I push breath up and through my ruined mouth and speak a simple lie. He stops, smiles, laughs. Shakes his head. He points a finger at me in mocking admonishment before walking away.
A few things to unpack here.
Savathun is physically deteriorating... badly. @xivuuarath pointed out that the body horror of this particular scene mirrors the Emissary’s description of a world with no darkness and creatures that are incapable of death even as they physically fall apart, and if you follow that line of thinking you may infer that she’s forcing herself to live through light alone.
She's approachable enough that some rando would see her in trouble and want to help her, reinforcing the point that she's been wandering about the City and vibing with its residents.
She could have done worse to the good samaritan but chooses not to. She does her mind trick and lets him go about his business. She’s showing mercy... which is something we know the hive absolutely must not do at the risk of being consumed by their worm.
Even here, basted in deception both ample and rich, the Worm cries ravenously. It has grown grotesque, skin taut, overfed, and still it howls for more. It commands me to keep it alive.
I look up, beyond the flickering net of darkness, and see what rests just beyond. Waiting for me. The Worm roars.
NOT DISCONCERTINGLY AMBIGUOUS AT ALL that we don't know if the worm is roaring in terror, pleading or triumph.
TL;DR of what I think is going on.
Savathun came to the City to destabilize it through manipulation, but could not be physically present until she hardened herself to the Light. Camouflaging herself in a human form, she spent time with the residents of the City, and found herself manipulated in return by their kindness. She's resisting the positive emotions, but they're there, which is something we've never seen between hive and humans before. You can't have a crisis of conscience if you don't have a conscience, and Savathun does.
I think Savathun is trying to shed her current form and be reborn in some capacity. I think she's going to try to use the Light to rid herself of the Worm and bootstrap herself into something new. If you'd asked me before reading this lore, I would have insisted that she wanted to become a thought-entity, but the cocoon-like imagery makes me second-guess this assumption.
There are outstanding questions at this point.
Why did she want to prevent Eris and/or The Guardian from communicating with the Darkness in Season of Arrivals? Is there a purpose to the Endless Night beyond eroding willpower and sowing division? Is she trying to save only herself, or attempt to undo the millennia-old injustice she inflicted on her people?
#destiny#destiny spoilers#savathun#hive#beneath the endless nightblogging#im glad ttp now has a challenger for lore pieces for me to obsess over.
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A love for love
Description: Roman loved love. He always had, even as a small child. So why was it so different whenever he was involved?
TW: panic attack, mention of making out but nothing is actually shown, cursing, questioning, unrequited love, let me know if I should add anything else
Ships: unrequited royality, platonic roceit, dukeceit
Genre: high school au
Prompt: prompt 6, aromantic (prompt by @pridewrite2021)
Roman loved love. He always had. Even as a small child, he'd watch wide eyed as Prince Charming leaned down and gave sleeping beauty true loves kiss, something so powerful that it was able to break an evil witches curse. He'd stayed up till early hours in the morning, squealing with excitement as he read about two warriors able to take on an entire army, motivated by their want to keep the other safe and stealing glances at each other as their metal swords collided with the enemies weapon. He'd sing his heart out when a romance song came on the radio, gushing about their love interest with such emotion that Roman adored.
Yes, Roman loved love.
So why was it so different whenever he was involved?
The earliest memory Roman had of this was when he was in first grade. Two of his classmates ran up to him giggling as they sang "Savannah has a crush on you!" Instead of feeling that overwhelming joy like the ones described in his books and music, he felt a deep cutting disgust in his stomach. Roman felt less like he could conquer the world and more like the world was going to swallow him whole. Rather than singing any great love song that he'd sang so many times in his room or in the car, he began crying instead while the two girls looked at him in confusion.
"It was just because I don't like her." Roman told himself.
But this feeling of being out of place only grew as his fellow classmates gushed about their boyfriends and girlfriends, crushes and which cartoon character they find cute. Granted, they were in second and third grade, so the terms "boyfriend" and "girlfriend" roughly translated to "they let me borrow their crayon at break once and now we're in love and going to get married." However, this love for love spread like a virus and Romans desire to fit in only grew. So, during a sleepover with his friends, Roman looked upon the TV, at the princess Aurora and decided 'She'd make a good crush.' Before announcing it to the crowd of toddlers, the words immediately sounding wrong as he spoke them, as if he'd spoken them in a foreign language. He decided that night to never speak of his supposed "crush" ever again. Roman liked Aurora with Prince Philip much more, anyway.
Roman was in fifth grade when he was talking to one of his best friends, Valorie. The two of them just laughing and joking when his friends approached.
"Who's your girlfriend, Ro?" one laughed, putting his arm around Roman. And he knew it was a joke. He knew that. But it still felt like the arm hadn't wrapped around his shoulders and instead knocked all the air out his lungs in one hard punch. This moment lingered in his mind like a haunting apparition, quickly causing any friendships with girls to become strained. First only talking occasionally while in class or on the yard, to only talking when his guy friends weren't around, to only texting outside of school to nothing at all. Roman mourned these friendships but it had been made clear that boys and girls couldn't just be friends and the idea of people thinking he was dating any of these people made him feel like a caged bird.
Later that year Roman decided, despite his love for love, he didn't want to date. The reason for this being...
"I'm just more focused on my career."
"I just don't see the point in dating right now."
"I've never really liked anyone so what's the point?"
"I just like being more focused on myself."
And any other excuse he could possibly come up with, repeating them as many times as he needed to to believe them. Roman had always been a good actor, after all. But, of coarse, with this supposed decision came "reassurance" from adults, as if they had the ability to see the future.
"You just haven't met the right person, yet."
"You'll change your mind one day, when you get a bit older."
"All kids say that at your age."
"Roman isn't interested in dating YET."
These invalidating promises made Romans blood boil the more he heard them. It was as if he was yelling while trapped in a soundproof box, unable to escape. But, despite what seemingly everyone around him was saying, Roman knew deep down that romance just wasn't for him.
He also remained thankful that this love for love hadn't infected his friendship too much.
That was until seventh grade when what was originally a few cases of a love for love became an epidemic. It seemed that all anyone wanted to know was "do you have a crush on her?" "Did you hear that Lily and Reese are going out?" "Do you find her attractive?" This soon made its way over to his friends as they talked about how hot the girls were and teased each other relentlessly about who they liked. Roman once again felt like an outsider in his friend group. His friends conversations about their girlfriends may as well have been spoken in Latin.
Then the day came when his twin brother, Remus, came out as gay and started dating a guy named Janus. It then occurred to Roman.
"Maybe the reason I haven't been feeling anything for all these girls was because they were girls! Maybe I like boys instead!" Roman had never been a very logical person but this definitely seemed to make more sense. If he didn't like women then that surely must mean that he liked men instead, right? Because otherwise...otherwise Roman didn't know what that meant.
So Roman tried. Really God damn tried to find boys cute, to fantasize about dating them, to relate to gay experiences. But all he was met with was the same foreign and hollow feeling he'd felt when he lied about having a crush back in 2nd grade. Roman quickly began feeling his love for the concept of love diminish.
So when Roman entered grade 9, he decided to put anything to do with his romantic feelings (or lack there of) in a little box in the back of his mind to deal with later. Instead putting his passion and good acting skills to use by joining his schools drama department. The moment he stepped foot on stage, he felt himself come alive. The crowd, the praise, the creativity, it was addicting.
And it was only made better with the more friends he made. There was one person who he grew partially close to. Patton Heart. The two quickly became best friends, often hanging out outside of rehearsals and texting non stop. And, for the first time in what seemed like years, Roman was happy and comfortable.
That was until 10th grade. Roman way lying on his bed watching Netflix on his phone when a message from Patton came through. Roman clicked on the message and was caught massively off guard as he read it.
Patton: hey, Roman. So I've been thinking a lot lately. In particular about us and about you. And over the past few months I've started to realize that I have a really big crush on you. You're really handsome, funny and talented and I love spending time with you. It's totally ok if you don't like me back, but I figured it's better to be honest.
It should've been it. The moment when one of the main characters confesses their feelings for the love interest and they proclaim they feel the same way. Sparks fly and their hearts beat faster with excitement. It all becomes so clear when they hear that confession in movies and books.
But this wasn't a movie.
Roman felt time stand still as he read the message, his hands shaking so much he didn't think he would be able to respond even if he knew how to answer.
He couldn't breath. Why couldn't he breath?! The edges of his vision went fuzzy as he desperately gasped for air.
"Patton's great." He thought through his suffocating panic. "He's funny and charming and sweet. You should like him. Why don't you like him? What's wrong with you?!" Romans thoughts yelled as he tried desperately to hold back the tears threatening to spill over.
Not sure of what else to do, Roman ran to Remus' room, hoping he'd know how to respond.
Roman knocked on his brothers door and Remus responded with a very annoyed "come in" after a few beats of silence. Remus and Janus were sat on Remus' bed and Roman could tell from their slightly red lips that the two had been making out. But he wasn't in the headspace to even pretend to care that he'd interrupted them right now.
"Ugh, what do you want?" Remus said, clearly too irritated by his brothers presence to notice his distress.
"P-Patton just messaged me s-saying he likes me and I don't know what to say." Roman barely stuttered out, trying desperately not to cry in front of Remus and his boyfriend.
"Aw, cute. Roro finally got a man." Remus joked but Roman was definitely not in the mood for that kind of humor.
"Do you like him back?" Janus asked, calmly, clearly taking more notice of Romans distress.
"Well, I do. But not like that."
"Ok, so just tell him that. It doesn't have to be this whole thing. Why are you getting so upset?" Remus said, looking at Roman as if he was stupid.
Which, to be fair, Roman did feel very stupid right now.
"He's my best friend. I don't want to upset him." Yeah, that was the reason Roman was freaking out. He just didn't want to hurt Patton. That was it.
"Well, just say you don't want a relationship right now or some shit. Besides, he's probably more worried now because you've taken so long to answer." Remus pointed out. Yeah, Roman was never coming to Remus with his problems ever again.
"Yeah...ok." Roman said. Slowly, he walked out the room, noticing Janus looking at him curiously but deciding not to focus on it.
Roman: I'm really sorry Patton, but I don't feel the same way. We can still be friends tho. It doesn't have to be awkward between us. Especially because I really like being friends with you.
Patton: Yeah, that's ok. This is kinda what I was expecting to be honest. But yeah, I still wanna stay friends.
A few days later Janus came over again for dinner. Afterwards, Roman went into the living room and sat on the couch, scrolling through Instagram.
To his surprise, Janus followed after him and sat next to him. "So, how are you feeling after a few days ok. Broken his heart yet?" Janus teased.
Roman huffed out a laugh. "Uh, yeah, we agreed to just stay friends. Which I'm happy about but it's also really weird. I honestly don't know where we go from here which sucks because I really like Patton. Just not like...that." Janus nodded in understanding.
"You must care about him a lot if you had a panic attack just because you didn't want to hurt his feelings." Janus said. Roman just shrugged in response. "So, does that mean you like someone else?" Janus asked.
"No...I. I don't know. I've...I've never really liked anyone. I don't think I ever will. And people say I'll change my mind but...it isn't like I've made a choice. I've felt like this my whole life and everyone around me has had a crush on someone by now. I just... don't think I was built for romance. Which I know probably sounds stupid but that's just how I feel." He said, so honest it almost hurt.
Janus nodded slowly, taking in what Roman was saying. "It doesn't sound stupid." He said before pausing, as if considering his next choice of words. "Roman...have you ever heard of the term aromantic?" He asked.
"No." Roman answered, looking at Janus curiously.
"It basically means someone who experiences little to no romantic attraction. So they don't get crushes and stuff like that." He explained.
Roman felt his heart leap and for once it wasn't because of a fight or flight reflex. "Wait, that's a thing?" He asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, a surprising number of people identify with it. I don't want to assume anything but I thought I might mention it just from what you've told me and what Remus has said in the past. Plus that panic on your face yesterday reminded me a bit of when I tried to force myself into romantic situations with girls." Janus smirked to himself.
That night Roman researched more on aromanticism than he did for his science test. The more he searched, the more it just made sense. Of coarse, he still had a long way to go towards self acceptance. Roman could feel himself already starting to mourn the idea that this was a choice he'd made ages ago and he was going to feel romantic love one day. It was an odd feeling, realizing that even though he knew deep down it wasn't a decision and he'd always hated when people made those comments, a part of him took comfort in adults promising that he'd change his mind one day. He was also horrified to realize that he didn't know what his future was supposed to look like now without romance. After all, media seemed to show single middle aged adults exclusively as depressed and lonely. But as he scoured through wiki articles to tumblr pages to memes, he knew this was a good start to unlearning any nonsense society had been shoving down his throat.
The more Roman learned and the more people he talked to online about it, the more he started to feel his love for love increase. But instead of it being centered on a prince and princess in a movie, two in love warriors keeping each other alive in a book or a cheesy love song on the radio, it was a different type of love Roman was finally starting to feel the more he accepted himself.
Self love.
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BNHA Chapter 309 Spoiler Thoughts: Izuku and Inko Midoriya, and Some More Things Along The Way
The chapter leaks are here again! Thanks to all the people on Twitter and here on Tumblr for providing us with scans and translations. This chapter helps explain some things that a lot of us were wondering about. Sadly, there’s still no Bakugo, or Shoto, or any other UA kids really; they’re only in flashbacks. But, we do get to see what All Might and the Top 3 Heroes (Endeavor, Hawks, and Best Jeanist) are up to, so that’s something. Anyway, remember to take what I say with a grain of salt until the official translations come out on Sunday:
The chapter starts a few minutes after Deku beat Muscular. He’s flying through the air taking an unconscious Muscular tied up in his Black Whip. The other Ketsubusu Academy students from the Lisence Exam see him too. Thankfully the stubborn civilians from 2 chapters ago are willing to help Yo Shindo recover in exchange for not listening moving to the school shelters. Also, Shindo’s barely conscious, but he does actually remember Deku. He’s just not the same Deku as before. Not much for me to say here except that I wonder if Shindo’s going to help spread the word about Deku’s actions. Not just to his classmates, but I wonder if the words’ going to get out to the news and UA. Actually, word might not even get that far since Shindo was only one of the few people in that exam that really even interacted with Deku...
Deku hands Muscular over to the police for them to take care off. He also makes sure to cover himself up in Smokescreen to hide his identity. So, Deku really is working in the shadows here. It is best that the public doesn’t know what Deku is doing so that the LoV don’t track him down. My man’s really going down the Batman route. Oh, I also have to admire Deku’s smartphone here kept in this steel case. I was going to say it’s a burner phone, but burner phones break easily for a reason and this one clearly doesn’t. Maybe it’s a special one that can’t be tracked down.
And we finally get to see All Might again! He is actively working with Deku instead of just not knowing where his protege is. He’s wearing casual clothes (jacket, jeans, sunglasses, the works) when he meets up with Deku in an alleyway. I’m honestly glad that All Might is still supervising Deku. I mean, Deku on his own would’ve been badass, but when you’re going up against people like AFO and Shigaraki, you’re going to need some help. Especially when laying low. Even with supervision, I still think Deku counts as a vigilante b/c I don’t think his license works if he’s not at UA. I will believe this unless proven otherwise.
It’s explained that the “wrapping” on Deku’s arms are actually gauntlets called “Mid-Gauntlets”, which are what are helping hold Deku’s arms together. And they are VERY similar to the gauntlets that Melissa Shield from Two Heroes gave Deku. Deku even says that All Might ordered them from the USA before travel restrictions were put in place. I know that it’s only implied, but there’s no doubt in my mind that Deku’s new gauntlets were made by Melissa. Even if you want to doubt it, at this point, Two Heroes (and by extension Heroes Rising and probably the upcoming 3rd movie, World Heroes Mission) are canon. Honestly, I’m cool with it. I liked Melissa and I’m glad her presence is still around (she was even in a Team-Up Mission chapter with Hatsume). I do wonder if we’re ever going to see her in the main story. It would be nice to see Melissa again.
The gauntlets are test samples and are used to enhance endurance. All Might says that they can’t withstand 100% of OFA yet. Which means that Deku actually beat Muscular with less than 100% unlike their first fight where Deku had to use over 100% just to knock him out. So, does this mean that, say, Deku’s current 45% is stronger than his 100+% back in the Forest Camp? Or maybe it was just the combo of moves and strategy rather then Deku just punching his way through things.
Small detail, but All Might’s phone goes off with that “I AM HERE” ringtone we heard before and Deku comments that this particular one is from All Might’s Silver Age TV Special! It’s such a small thing, but I love that Deku still has that All Might fanboy in him despite everything 💚! Somethings truly never change.
And back to the Top 3: Endeavor, Hawks, and Best Jeanist! Endeavor and Best Jeanist are teaming up to kick a villain’s ass while Hawks is talking to All Might on the phone. It looks like Hawks got a few costume changes particularly his visor/glasses which look more boxy than they did before if that makes sense. Oh, and they’re also helping All Might work with Deku. Makes sense since all three vowed to help take down Dabi earlier and Shigaraki and AFO definitely extend from that.
Deku’s Danger Sense is going off, so he’s probably going to check out any danger he can find in case it’s the LoV. I do wonder if that harms Deku still. It was said that it felt like a stabbing in his head and it must’ve been bad enough for the 4th OFA Holder to live in the forest away from society. Man, I really hope our boy is ok (I know he’s not really, let me have this).
But yeah, Hawks (still wingless, but with a nice little undercut btw😳) explains that Deku's afraid of dragging other people in his battles like All Might. Hawks also goes on to say that it’s best to take the initiative in taking down AFO and Shigaraki rather than waiting for them to appear all powered up. He also wants All Might to keep supporting him despite the difficult position he’s in (remember that All Might’s technically Qurikless again and can’t really fight on his own). It makes sense for them to go after the Villains again while they can. If Deku fought Shigaraki while Shigaraki was at full strength, Deku would lose easily. Even at 75%, Shigaraki was able to kill and injure A LOT of people, and Deku was lucky to even make it out there alive. They need to find Shigaraki SOON!
Flashback to Central Hospital before Deku jumped UA ship! Recover Girl and Central Hospital’s high-tech were responsible for many of the patience recovering quickly and being discarged. Deku was just there a little longer than the others. So, we can assume that all our UA kids and some notable heroes made it out alive after being treated. Still don’t know what happened to some people like Tamaki and Fat Gum tho 😭.
All Might and Deku’s mom, Inko (thank god she’s ok), are by Deku’s bedside as his casts are taken off. Deku’s doctor (who looks like Super Mario/Luigi; the whole Super Mario crew must run this damn place. Where’s Bowser and Princess Peach) explains that despite his former warnings about his ligaments, Deku’s limbs are still functioning because he’s not the same as he was before. So, before, Deku’s injuries were like his limbs were exploding from the inside, but this time those “explosions” were able to escape his body. Also his Black Whip cast helped keep Deku’s arm in tact so that he wouldn’t pulverize himself. His ligimates are still degrading too, so Deku still has to be careful. I think he might have a few more small scars too, but that could just be shadows or muscle lining from Horikoshi’s pen-work.
Ok, honestly, I’m not sure how this logically works... I’m no medical professional, but I assume this means that Deku’s built his body up so much that it’s naturally able to withstand more damage than before and that’s why he’s more durable. But, I don’t know how Deku was able to let the “explosions” escape this time. I get the reverse; I get how he got injured before, but I don’t get this. Was it the Black Whip brace he made for himself? I honestly don’t really understand this. Maybe the official translations will clear this up. Or Horikoshi will in a Tweet or Volume Extra.
And Inko is finally informed of OFA thank the gods! She was in the top of my list of “People who should really, really know OFA and what’s going on with Deku because I swear...”. She’s clearly shaken up as anyone would be, but I’m glad she at least knows what’s going on with her son. Yes, she’s still worried, but at least she can stop guessing why all this is happening.
Deku announces the reason why he won’t go back to UA and it’s basically that Shigaraki can sense where Deku is and he doesn’t want to see anyone else close to him get hurt and/or die. So, basically what I thought would be the reason. Absolutely no surprise there. But, going after Shigaraki and AFO first was originally Deku’s idea, so that’s something new. Kid’s bold.
And this broke my heart 💔! Inko insists that Deku stay with her to stay safe, but Deku knows what he has to do. So, he thanks his mom, thanks her for making him happy, and tells her that he’ll be ok and that he’ll come back home with a somber smile on his face. We see a flashback to Little Deku and Inko too when they were happier. Bro, I don’t even know what to say. I am in tears just writing this 😭 I’ll just post these two panels so y’all can cry with me. I will never recover from this. I’m fucking devastated. You better come home, Deku:
*sniffs* All Might remembers what he said to Inko. He remembers how he said that he will protect Deku with his life. All Might encourages Deku to go and he says that he’ll go with him with tears in his eyes. He asks the Top 3 to help with this mission (finding Dabi) as their own mission coincides with Deku’s (finding Shigaraki and AFO). I’m so glad all these adults are staying by Deku’s side throughout this. It’s good to know that Deku still has support, though I wish it were from some of his friends too. Maybe one day.
Deku goes to see Grand Torino in his hospital room to talk to him about OFA. He mentions his friend and 7th Holder Nana Shimura. Torino thinks he was responsible for killing Shigaraki (he really wasn’t let's be real). He also tells Deku that Deku shouldn’t be so persistent in saving Shigaraki as killing can sometimes lead to salvation. Ok, few things:
1. I am surprised Grand Tarino is still alive. I mean, we don’t know what happened to him after this talk, but at least he got to hear from Deku again. It’s kind of nice to know that Tarino willingly passed down his cape to Deku too instead of Deku just taking it after his death. Also, I’ve been watching some of Jujutsu Kaisen like everyone else has and this give me some Yuji & his grandfather vibes to it. Knowing what happens there and that JJK’s magaka is good friends with Horikoshi, I have a sinking feeling I know what happened after this talk...
2. Deku looks so much older here. Like, it’s not that cute, innocent baby face we knew at the beginning. I don’t even know what it is exactly (maybe the eyes), but he just looks more mature here. Also, his uniform some buttons down looks really good on him, I’m sorry but I need to mention that too 💚.
3. “Killing is a means towards salvation”. Oh, boy... I mean, I get it. Some people just can’t be saved or captured in hopes of rehabilitation/redemption. Sometimes killing people is necessary to save others. But, Deku is not a killer. He will try to save Shigaraki no matter what. That was established again last chapter. He tried to save Muscular for god’s sake. But, I am curious if Gran Tarino’s words are going to hold any weight in the final fight. Like, will Deku have to kill Shigaraki? What will that do to Deku as a person? I’m really curious if Horikoshi is going to make Deku do this.
And finally, there’s a page showing off the Top 3, Deku, and All Might team up with the resolve to beat the LoV. I am really interested to see where this goes. Deku is working with the big Pro Heroes instead of his classmates/friends. This hasn’t really happened before. I also wonder if Shoto and Bakugo know what Deku’s doing then. Because Shoto’s going to help Endeavor and his family find Dabi. Endeavor’s activley helping Deku. Also, Endeavor and Best Jeanist are both Bakugo’s mentors. All Might too actually. Look, maybe I’m making excuses to see my Origin Trio together again, but I do have to wonder if Shoto and Bakugo are involved somehow.
Welp, that’s it. This chapter was a rollercoaster! I was excited, I was confused, I was worried, I cried my eyes out at one point because THOSE TWO PANELS I CANNOT 💔😭! I’m honestly just waiting for Horokishi to drop some major time-skip on us at some point. I don’t want him to, but I won’t be entirely surprised if he does. The end of this chapter is a good place to end if Horikoshi wants to segway into something else like, oh IDK, THE UA KIDS LET ME SEE THEM AGAIN HORIKOSHI PLS I’M BEGGING 💸
Me @ Horikoshi almost every week:
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YOU LEFT ME!
Pairing: Han Solo x Sibling! Reader.
Summary: You had been a member of the resistance for a while. Getting left behind by your brother you never expected to see him again.
Warnings: angst with some fluff in the end. Swearing.
Wordcount: 1.01k
You hadn't seen Han in years. He'd abandoned you to chase after the 'love of his life' so to speak. Since you saw him running towards the ports with Qi'ra, that was the last you saw him and heard from him. Ever since you saw Han leave, you knew that you didn't need him he in fact was always a ladies man.
You joined the Resistance when Han left and the Empire was on the rise. Getting to know Leia and the rest like they were your family. Leia became a sister to you, always there for you when you needed a pick up. She was more of a family to you than Han had been before he left, to focused on getting himself and Qi'ra off planet.
You was on Armada's Home one when you heard the news of Leia's capture. There had been a battle on Scarif, a group of rebels calling themselves Rogue 1 sending the death star plans back to Home one. The plans were then passed to Leia after the destruction of Scarif and from there Darth Vader had hunted them across the galaxy.
And that's how you ended up here on Yavin VI, Leia had been rescued by some people claiming to know Ben Kenobi. You smiled and hugged her as she came out of a ship.
"Leia, thank the maker are you ok?" You asked,
"Yeah, I'm fine. Some nerf herder saved me with a person from somewhere I don't know." Leia responded. You pulled her out of the hug, checking over for any wounds and smiled when you didn't find any.
"You gonna introduce me to this nerf herder then?" You smiled,
"If you want. Hey Han, let me introduce you to someone." Leia stated to a man coming down the ramp. Your expression dropped when you saw him. It was your older brother Han, the one that you hadn't seen in years. The one that you last saw on Corellia chasing after a girl.
"Han..." you stated quietly,
"Hey kid." Han said with a small smile. Your jaw clenched and tears started to well up.
"Don't.... don't you dare 'hey kid' me. You don't deserve to 'hey kid' me again." You stated glaring at him,
"Well that's no way to greet your big brother is it." He replied. You walked up to him and slapped him as hard as you could, the connection of the hit audible across the hanger. Han stumbled back a little bit shocked from the slap trying to remember what had happened to cause this reaction.
"YOU LEFT ME! YOU LEFT ME TO GO RUN AFTER QI'RA AND YOU DIDN’T COME BACK. I WAS JUST A FUCKING KID HAN." You shouted tears starting to fall down your face. That's when it clicked for Han. He had left you on Corellia by yourself, you was only 15 years old at the time and he had left you not thinking about how it would affect you.
"Wait you know each other?" Leia asked,
"Yes. Leia meet my stupid nerf herder of a brother Han. The one that left me on Corellia." You stated trying not to hit him again.
"I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking straight." Han replied sorrow filling his voice,
"I'm not suprised Han. I'm really not suprised. You only ever thought of yourself, you only thought about how it would affect you only and not anyone else." You said tears finally letting go fully. Finally having enough, you walked away from Han and Leia needing to be left alone for a bit. Han watched as you walked to the edge of the woods and disappeared off a trail.
"Why did I do this? I should have gone back to them." Han said quietly rubbing his hand over his face.
"Go Han. Go after them before you do something stupid again." Leia replied pushing him slightly to where you went. Sighing, he walked towards the way you went and followed the little path that you had gone down. Following the path you went down he found you at the edge of a lake, sniffling quietly curled up on yourself.
"Kid... I'm sorry." Han said quietly,
"I'm not a kid anymore Han." You replied sniffling.
"I know. And I'm so sorry for leaving, I understand if you don't want me to be around." Han stated sitting down next to you,
"You left me and I didn't know what to do. I was scared Han." You wiped your tears away finally looking at him.
"I know I was such a nerf herder for leaving you. And you're right I only think about myself. I understand if you don't want to forgive me, but I'll do anything to make it up to you just name it." Han looked over at the water picking up a rock and throwing it into the lake.
"Please don't leave. Not again. I've missed you so much, I don't know if I could watch you go again." You stated quietly,
"Ok. I'll stay and I promise I'll make up for lost time." He replied smiling at you, he gestured to hug him. And hug him you did. You cried for a while happy and angry to have your brother back. But also glad that he was alive and not dead somewhere on some dodgy planet.
"I'm sorry for slapping you." You said quietly,
"Its ok, I deserved it after everything. Hey kid I wanna give you something so you know im always with you ok?" Han replied and you nodded. He pulled you to your feet and walked back to the hanger with you towards the millennium falcon. Directing you to the cockpit, he grabbed the gold dice that hung above the main console and passed them to you.
"I can't believe you still have these. Nice ship by the way. How'd you get it?" You asked looking around the cockpit,
"Won it betting." Han replied. You raised your eyebrows not suprised.
Finally you had your brother back with you. Although you were angry at him still for leaving you, but you finally got to hug him again and make sure he was okay.
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