#need a super villain wife to step on me while wearing this dress

[yamithediaperdork]

Rescuing the baby (DC)

Barry Allen sighed as he was in the third hour of a 6 hour car trip, wondering for the millionth time why he had let his loving wife talk him into using a stupid car when he was the fastest man alive.

even as he cruised at a solid 55 MPH on the highway, it was like a slow walk to the man who when he wasn't being a CSI or a loving husband, happened to be the flash.

Of course he knew WHY and had agreed with her at the time, that Barry Allen managing to make it from Central city to Gotham in under 10 minutes would of raised all sorts of flag, but still. He hadn't even enjoyed the conference he'd been forced to go to by his supervisor, the highlight of the 3 day event had been hanging out with Batman.

Still it was over with and he vowed to find a way to squirm out of the next conference, even if he had to let a super villain or two out of jail. (Ok, he wouldn't actually do that but it was fun to picture on the long drive.)

Still there was a highlight on taking the long drive, it would give him a legitimate excuse to stop by and check on his favorite (well ok, only) nephew though his marriage to Iris: Wally west.

The boy had made a habit of spending any and all vacation time he could get (within reason) coming out and visiting them and while it made things a little harder on Barry's double life, seeing the freckled smiling face of the boy always made up for the slight inconveniences.

The only downside to making the trip without Iris (who had been kept busy with work) was there was no one to act like a filter between Barry and Rudy west, Wally's very unpleasant father who made his dislike of Barry well know while also never QUITE insulting Barry and giving him a excuse to put the bastard in his place. Barry knew that while Rudy would sight Barry's low income and long work hours as reasons that Barry might wanna find a 'real job', it was more the fact Wally looked up more to Barry then his own father that had turned the man more and more sour.

Barry also couldn't be totally sure, and wally wouldn't talk about it but since the poor boy had started bed wetting again Barry was convinced Ruby had started abusing his son, Mentally if not physically and disguising it as a spanking helped little bed wetters stop (a belief Barry did not follow)

Still he was sure wally would light up when Barry swung by as a surprise and if it just happened to ruin Rudy's day, gee, wouldn't that be a shame.

Rudy was home alone, having a beer (or two or three) and watching a game when there was a knock at the door. he started to call out for his wife Mary to go and answer the door before recalling where she was and got up out of his lazy-boy , cursing slowly as he spilled some beer on his plain white t-shirt.

"Hold your damn horses! I'm coming!" he called.

Already in a bad mood, it got worst as he saw who was at the door and sighing like he had the WORST luck, he opened the front door, sipping his bee that was still in his right hand.

"What do YOU want?" Rudy asked.

"Hi to you too Rudy." Barry said dryly , looking at his watch. "Little early for a brewski isn't it?"

"Don't tell me you drove all the way here to give me shit for enjoying a cold one on my day off." Rudy snorted. the booze took away what little filters he had and well, it wasn't like Iris or Wally or Mary were there to give him any shit.

"..I'm actually on my way back from a conference, and thought I'd drop by and see wally for a bit. and maybe enjoy your charming company." Barry said, then added. "Though PLEASE tell me you haven't been drinking in front of him? That's a bad example Rudy."

"Well Barry, when I want you to tell me how to raise my son I'll ask. Maybe I could give you advise on how to raise YOUR kids..Oh wait." Rudy said, smirking then taking a long drink, not aware the man he was insults could of stranded him in the middle of a city in just his boxers because he'd even know what was happening, and that Barry was fighting the urge to do so at this moment. "in any case, Wally's not here. He's in the ER with his mother. the little Klutz fell down the stairs and pretty sure he broke his ankle."

"Wait what? If he broke his ankle why aren't you-" Barry started, anger and fear mixing.

"Kid shit his pants and smelled something awful, so I stayed behind. wasn't room for me in the ambulance." Rudy paused and anther smirk. "and since I've been drinking I didn't wanna drive, I thought you'd appreciate that Barry."

"..How did Wally fall down the steps?" Barry asked, voice going low as something about the attuide and smugness in the man's voice had Barry worried.

"Stupid little dork tripped over his own pissy diaper when it hit the floor. you know he's wearing 24/7 now? started pissing himself at school!"

"...Rudy I happen to be VERY good at my job, and I'm going to drive over to the ER now and talk with Mary and see how wally's doing. If there's something you wanna tell me now, it'll help you out in the long run." Barry said, pushing his way into the house and the smile vanished from Rudy's face.

"I..I don't know what your-" Rudy stammered out, looking anywhere but at Barry now.

as much as Barry wanted to get the story out of Ruby, maybe go a little batman on him, his biggest concern was getting to wally before Mary, ever the dotting wife could convince Wally to keep the truth to himself.

"This is NOT over Rudy. Think about what I said about helping yourself. It IS what your best at." Barry said and stormed out.

Rudy gulped and slumped to the floor, wondering if it might of been time to call in some vacation time and take a little trip before Barry came back.

Barry's knuckles were going white as he drove to the nearest hospital, he wanted to just zip over but having the flash show up for a kid only Barry should know would of been against secret identity rule number one.

Still the time wasted on getting a parking spot and having to get directions irked him to no end when he knew he could of searched the place in less then 1.5 seconds.

Finding Mary sitting outside of the OR, he walked over to her and was silently counting down in his head as she looked annoyed and mad she was waiting on her only child to get out of surgery then worried.

"Barry, what are you doing here?" she asked, shocked and sounding a little worried.

"I went to stop by for a visit and Rudy told me what happened.." Barry said, then added. "How's Wally?"

"It's taking longer then they thought, they had to stop and change his diapers because he shit himself again. Like it wasn't taking long enough." Mary said and rolled her eyes then caught herself. "I mean, I just.. I'm annoyed he hurt himself is all. he should be really more careful where he puts his toys." She added fast.

Already spotting the difference in stories, Barry just rolled with it.

"Yeah, Rudy said it was a toy truck I believe. " Barry lied., hoping to catch her in the lie.

She looked confused for a second, then nodded.

"well, since he's started needing diaper ALL the time and his friends at school have shunned him, he's gone pretty infantile." she said.

"..Mary with this happening at home you know child services will be investigating right? So as a CSI my advice to you is to make sure you tell the truth. whatever it may be." Barry said, crossing his arms across his chest.

he didn't have the broad shoulders of Batman or superman, but he a twig either and cut a imposing frame.

"W-what do you mean by that?" She asked.

"Rudy told me Wally tripped down the stairs because of his diapers, you told me a toy, I'm damn good at my job Mary but it doesn't take a genius to guess what happened. I SAW the bruises last time me and Iris had him." Barry said flatly.

"I-I swear, it's not me Barry!" Mary said, keeping her voice low and looking around the waiting room now. it was only the two of them and it was clear she was scared now. "if I don't go along with it Rudy wi-" She started to add, But Barry cut her off.

"Iris and you went swimming together not too long ago and she would of told me about any bruises. If Rudy was mentally harming you then you would of taken this chance to out him. So drop the victim act."

"..Oh like you know what it's like, having a promising young boy end up pissing himself and shitting him and looking at his own parents with disdain because he'd rather be with his aunt and her side piece!" Mary snarled.

"watch your tone. Look, I'm willing to help you and Rudy out with this, stay out of jail because I don't want wally to have to visit you in prison..but the price is going to be simple and clear." Barry said.

"Let me guess, you need a loan?" Mary said, a smug smirk on her face reaching for a check book.

"I don't want your Money. I want wally somewhere safe. Me and Iris are going to take custody of him and your NOT going to contest it."

Mary argue, she called the house to tell Rudy about it but he wasn't answering having already taken off, leaving a note for Mary on where to find him and in the end Barry had his way. With Mary taking a taxi back home Barry cleared that he was the impending legal guardian and then located a pay phone. Calling Iris as he wanted on Wally to recover after his surgery to tell her everything that had happened, The only part of the whole thing she disagreed with was Barry letting them off Scott free.

After that he put in a call to a few friends in the DA and family court back in Central city and got assured the whole thing would be settled with minimal fuss.

Wally giggled softly as they wheeled him out of recovery. he was naturally in a wheelchair and dressed in a green gown that fluttered in the AC of the building revealing the thick green tinted diapers he was wearing and his left foot had a sock on it while the right had a thick off white cast around it. The boys freckles stood out as he smiled, his orangish red hair a mess and his eyes totally glazed over.

"Unca Barry! Hiiii!" he giggled and for a second went to get out of the chair before a nurse gently pushed him back down.

"Lizard queen, we talked about this, you can't walk yet." she said with a smile on her face and a amused tone.

"..Lizard queen?" Barry asked.

"Your nephew apparently has next to no tolerance for pain killers and well.." the blond nurse started but was cut off by Wally tossing his arms up.

"I AM THE LIZARD QUEEN! FEAR ME!" He giggled and coo'ed.

Barry snorted and nodded.

"I see. well is her Majesty ready to be signed out yet?" he asked, coming over and patting a head on wally head, a paternal gesture to most, and it was head, though he was also looking for lumps or bruises.

"we'd like to keep him for a little while longer, at least until he's more lucid and well, his clothes are clean and out of the landry. I'm sure the lizard queen would prefer not to drive around in just a diaper." the nurse chuckled."besides, you might wanna go and stock up on some item's Mr. Allen."

"Heh, touche. Wall man, you gonna be ok with the nurse while Uncle Barry goes and gets some supplies for you?"

"I can count to purple." Wally giggled and held out his arms for a hug.

"Oh wow, thats VERY talented!" Barry chuckled and kneeled down, Hugging the smaller boy gently and then feeling Wally slump and pulling back, alarmed.

"Relax Mr.Allen, it's the drugs, he's just been sleepy. Someone will stay with hi in his room to watch him." She said, putting a reassuring hand on Barry's shoulder.

the statement was made to sound like it was because of his drugged state, but the underline was that they were making sure Mr. and Mrs.west didn't come back.

"I'll be back as fast as I can." Barry said and took off.

Getting in the car he drove out to a field where he could park it and felt assured it would be left alone for at least a few minutes. Sliding out from behind the wheel and hitting a special ring he wore out popped a compressed version of his costume and making around in a blur, he quickly suited up and then put his clothes in the back seat of his car.

Experience had taught him that when it came to what he was likely going to need to to to pack a duffel bag for wally, his normal clothes wouldn't of made it.

in the micro seconds it took him to get to the west household a check check confirmed that the doors were locked and not wanting to give them any chance of coming back and getting him or Iris in trouble Barry backed up a few feet in their back yard where the sight of the flash wouldn't be seen(or at least not as easily) for the 2 seconds it would take to ready himself for this.

One of his more useful skills could also be terribly destructive if he wasn't careful so taking a deep breath he readied himself then started to dash at the back door, willing his molecules to vibrate just right and he was able to phase though the door clearly, not blowing it up like he'd done when he'd first learned this trick.

Racing up the stair Barry helped himself to a duffel bag and filled it with some of Wally's clothes, recalling his favorite t-shirts and pants, and as well as the boys gaming devices and a few of his action figures and books, and of course the teddy bear wearing a costume just like Barry's that they'd made at a make bear last year.

with the duffel bag full Barry helped himself to a back pack now, and filled it with the thick, over the top babyish diapers the wests had gotten their son, that while cute and made Barry warm up to a idea he was getting, made him fume as it was clear they had been trying to shame the boy out of his accidents.

he also helped himself to the changing supplies and noted the extra steanght diaper rash cream and made a note to ask the nurse about if wally had a rash when he got back.

Giving the room one last look over, Barry slowed down enough to be hit by the smell of the diaper pail in the corner and grimaced, smell molecules couldn't affect him when he was moving at super speed but they tended to come back with a vengeance once he slowed down.

Looking in the diaper pail the thing didn't even have a bag in it and was set where the sun was sure to hit it as well, and had marking on the inside showing how full it had to be before Wally would of been allowed to change it.

"..Should of smashed the bastard into a pulp when I had the chance." he growled, then sped back up, leaving the room.

he simply unlocked the back door and placed the bags on the grass as they wouldn't of survived the trip though the door then went back in and re locked it and zipped back though it before packing the bags in the car and changing back to his normal clothes, the whole thing taking all of maybe five minutes.

Getting behind the wheel of the car, he fished out a JLA commutator he kept with him at all times (which all Justice leaguer's were required to do, though some like Green tended to forget) and made a call to Batman, for the plan he had to make wally happy and settle in at home and life with the Allen's, he was going to need a bit of finical help.

Once the situation was explained Bruce was only too happy to help though recommended that they take Wally's recovery slowly, but warned Barry he wouldn't hold back if the west's happened to end up in Gotham city.

Barry took Batman's advice and extended his leave, even after wally was discharged from the hospital they didn't go to Central city right away, Barry taking the sullen and emotional boy to several road side attractions on the drive back.

wally had been unwilling to confirm that he'd been pushed down the stairs at first, even when it became clear that his parents had admitted to at least some of it. (as it turned out he'd been pushed down the stairs twice before this.)

The worried about diaper rash had been confirmed and while Wally whined that he could look after his own diaper changes, Barry was having NONE of that and insisted on changing his nephew, teasing the blushing boy about the freckles on his butt that became more clear as the rash faded.

Wally also was embarrassed at first but grew to like how Barry insisted on carrying the boy instead of making him use his crutches, his thin and light frame made it easy enough.

Getting home to central city Barry was all smiles and wally was actually more relaxed and ok, even eager to see Iris as they pulled up, who was in fact waiting in the drive way for them and rushed out.

"Wally! How are you? Are you ok?" She asked, showering the boy in hugs and kisses and fussing over him as he got out of the car on his crutches, having insisted on not being carried into the house.

"I'm fine aunt Iris, just a little sore. Aunt iris I'm.. Iris.. Barry help!" Wally giggled and then gave a mock plea for help.

"heh, Maybe let him get in the door before you shower him with love?" Barry suggested, getting his bags and Wally's out of the trunk of the car.

"Never!" iris chuckled but did back up, while adding. "Just so you know little guy, expect lots of that from me."

"heh, well I suppose I'll allow that." Wally said, grinning like a goof ball as he made his way towards the front door.

Iris and Barry exchanged grins, as if to say 'that's cute, he thinks he has a choice!'

getting the wall man inside Barry put the bags down by the door and swept Wally off his feet.

"wally, there's a little something that me and your aunt have been meaning to talk with you about, and we think it's going to help your recovery a lot." Barry said, heading for a room on the first floor that had been converted into wallies new room since they didn't like the idea of him having to go up and down stairs.

"Oh? what is it?" wally asked, not even fighting it as he was carried on Barry's hip, his thick diaper puffing out his cargo shorts.

"well, we think a bit of regression therapy would help with your recovery so on that note.." Barry said, and opened the door to Wally's new room.

The wall's were painted flash red with little flash symbols on the walls every few feet and there was a light yellow plush carpet on the floor.

what caught Wally's eyes though as the little guy's jaw dropped was the large changing table and a crib in the room, as well as a large toy chest.

"So.." Iris said coming up and kissing Wally's cheek. "what do you think of your nursery?"

[thelastspeecher]

Best Revenge AU - Finally, Some Ford Content

Ford has been suspiciously absent from all of the ficlets I’ve posted thus far in this AU, and while I’ve talked a bit about his role, I haven’t gone too in depth.  So, here, for everyone craving some Best Revenge AU Ford, I’m here to satisfy that craving.  Finally, some Ford content.  Enjoy.

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              Ford slowly woke up.

              Shit.  I stayed the night, didn’t I?  He sat up. The man he’d slept with the night before was already up and getting dressed.

              “Mornin’.”

              “Good morning,” Ford said hesitantly, realizing to his horror that he couldn’t remember the man’s name.  “Um…”

              “I can make ya some breakfast ‘fore I send ya on yer way,” his one-night-stand said.  “I’ve got to check in on my sister first; she’s startin’ a new job today. You can find yer way to the kitchen and make yourself some coffee while I’m talkin’ to her.”

              “…Okay,” Ford mumbled.  The man finished dressing and left the room.  Ford hesitated for a moment before dressing as well.  He exited the bedroom.

              Which way is the kitchen?  Ford chewed on the inside of his cheek and turned left. He followed the hallway down to a living room.  One corner of the room had a colored rug, baby toys, and a playpen.  He said that he lived with his sister, right? Maybe she has a child.  Ford wandered into the adjacent kitchen.  His jaw dropped.  There was someone sitting at the kitchen table.  Someone he recognized.

              “Holy shit, Stan?!” Ford said.  Stan looked up with a frown.

              “Hey, keep it down around Junior.”  His eyes widened.  “Ford?!”

              “I- you-”  Ford’s gaze landed on the infant in Stan’s arms, greedily drinking from a bottle of milk.  “Is- is that your child?”

              “Yeah.”  Stan rubbed the back of his neck.  “…Sorta.”

              “What do you mean by-” Ford started.  He was interrupted by the arrival of his one-night-stand.

              “Oh, I see ya met my sister’s boyfriend,” he said. Stan groaned loudly.

              “Lute.  How dark was the nightclub where you found last night’s lay?”

              “Didn’t pick him up at a nightclub.  Found him at the library when I dropped off books fer Angie,” Lute said cheerfully.

              “Look at his face.”

              “Hmm?”  Lute looked at Ford.  He paled. “…Oh.”

              “You managed to hook up with my no-good twin,” Stan said.  The infant in his arms began to fuss.  “Aw, it’s okay Junior,” Stan cooed.  “I know, Uncle Ford is scary, especially his face.”  Ford crossed his arms.

              “We have the same face, Stanley.”

              “Since Lute didn’t realize we were related when he picked you up, I don’t agree,” Stan said tartly.  Ford sighed.  “You better get going before you make Junior even more upset.”

              “I’m not going anywhere until I find out what you’ve been up to and why you’re holding an infant that you said is ‘sort of’ yours,” Ford said firmly.  Stan scowled.

              “Lute, kick him out, will ya?”

              “No.”

              “Lute-”

              “I think it might be good fer the two of ya to reconnect,” Lute said.  “Don’t you think the lil bean would like an uncle from yer side?”

              “He won’t know what he’s missing.”

              “Okay, fine.”  Lute smirked.  “How do ya think Angie would want ya to act under this circumstance?”  Stan glared at him.  “You know full well that Angie would want ya to use this opportunity to reunite with yer twin.”

              “…Fine.”  Stan adjusted his hold on the infant.  “Why didn’t you come to the kitchen with Ford, Lute?”

              “I wanted to check in on Angie, but she’s still sleepin’.”

              “Yeah.  Since she’s starting her new job, I figured I’d feed Junior.”  Stan grinned down at the infant.  “He can’t be happy he’s getting his breakfast from a bottle instead of a boob.”  Lute rolled his eyes.

              “Crass, Stanley.”

              “Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

              “You catch up with yer twin while I whip up some eggs,” Lute instructed, already opening the fridge.  Ford walked over to the table and sat in the chair next to Stan. He peered closely at the infant.

              “So…”

              “So…” Stan parroted.

              “What’s his name?”

              “Stanley Junior,” Stan said.  He frowned.  “Well, he’s not really a Junior, since he’s got his mom’s last name instead of mine. But he’s named after me, so we call him Junior.”

              “Ah.  And, um, how old is he?”

              “Four months.”

              “Four months?  Are babies supposed to be that small at four months?”

              “Doc says he’s definitely smaller than average, but that he can probably catch up pretty quick,” Stan answered.  He removed the now empty bottle from Junior’s mouth, then burped him.  “He’s a good kid.”

              “Is he yours?” Ford asked.  Stan set the empty bottle on the table.  “You said he ‘sort of’ was.”

              “If you were anyone else, I woulda left that part out,” Stan muttered.  “I hate your guts, but I’m not used to lying to you.”

              “Pardon?”

              “Biologically, he’s not mine.  He’s my girlfriend’s ex-husband’s.  But with how bad things got between Angie and Max, she decided not to tell him about Junior.”

              That’s a strange coincidence.  Didn’t Max Hillcrest at work recently go through a divorce?  What was his wife’s name again?

              “I was dating Angie, so I stepped up,” Stan continued with a shrug.  “And Angie named her kid after me.  I’m the only dad this little bean’s ever known.  If things go well, I’ll be the only dad he ever knows.”

              “Little bean?”

              “That’s what Angie called him while she was pregnant with him.  It stuck.” Stan smiled fondly at Junior. “Isn’t that right, bud?”  Junior giggled.

              “You’re raising another man’s child as your own?” Ford asked, his brain desperately trying to catch up with all he’d been told.

              “Yep.”

              “Why?”

              “I love Angie.  I love Junior.  Why wouldn’t I?” Stan asked, a hint of a bite to his tone.  Junior settled in his arms, smacking his lips happily.

              “Fair enough,” Ford said, deciding to back off. Some tension left Stan’s shoulders. “Other than dating pregnant women and taking in their children, what have you been doing since we last spoke?”

              “You mean, since Pops kicked me outta the house and you didn’t say anything or use your power to summon me in secret at any point for years,” Stan said flatly.  Ford opened and closed his mouth a few times.

              “…Yes.”  Ford cleared his throat.  “When we were younger, I remember you wanting to follow in Mom’s footsteps.  I haven’t seen any pyro heroes around here, though.”

              “Hold up, what?” Lute asked.  The brothers looked over.  Lute stared at Stan in shock.  “Stanley, you wanted to be a hero when you were a kid?”

              “Most supers do.  And like Ford said, our mom was a hero.  I looked up to her.”  Lute was still staring at Stan.  Stan sighed. “Obviously I didn’t do that, Gucket.”

              “Yer mom is a hero?”

              “Retired.  What’s with the third degree?”

              “You understand why that information is important in our line of work, right?” Lute prompted.  “Does Angie know?”

              “Duh.”

              “Why don’t I?”

              “‘Cause I’m not sleeping with you,” Stan snapped. “Even though I’m apparently your type.” Lute turned red.

              “Wait.”  Ford held up his hands.  “Wait. Stanley, am I reading between the lines properly?  Are you- are you a villain?”

              “Maybe I am.  Maybe I’m not,” Stan said.  He met Ford’s eyes.  “But whether I am or not, you know better than to snitch.”  Footsteps sounded.  Stan looked over.  An exuberant smile broke across his face.  “Look who it is!  The hot new professor!”  Ford looked as well.  A young woman stood in the doorway, wearing athletic shorts and a T-shirt she was practically swimming in.

              Presumably, it’s one of Stan’s.  The woman smiled at Stan.

              “I don’t mind it much when ya say it, but I sure hope no one at work calls me that.”

              “If any creepy coworkers do, let me know,” Stan said.  “I’ll handle it.”  The woman grinned viciously.

              “Oh, darlin’, ya know I’m fully capable of handlin’ it myself.”  Stan grinned back.

              “Good point.”  He held up Junior.  “Junior, say hi to your mama.”

              “Aw, he’s too young to talk yet,” the woman cooed. She walked over to Stan, took Junior from him, and sat at the table.  “And I don’t know if his first word ‘ll be ‘hi’.”  She began to lift her T-shirt.

              “Whoa, hey, uh, Ang, you don’t need to whip your boobs out,” Stan said quickly, glancing at Ford in distress.  “I fed him while you were sleeping.”

              “Oh.”

              “Also, we have a guest.”

              “Hmm?”  The woman lowered her shirt and looked up.  “Oh, my apologies.”  She smiled at Ford.  “My name is Angie McGucket.”  Ford felt himself pale.

              McGucket?

              “Dr. Angie McGucket,” Stan corrected.  Angie chuckled.

              “Yes, I have a doctorate,” she said.  She cocked her head, her eyes boring into Ford. “I’m guessin’ yer Stan’s no-good twin I’ve heard so much about.”

              “I- uh-” Ford stammered, still reeling from hearing his ex’s last name dropped so casually.

              “Geez, you make it sound like all I do is talk about Ford,” Stan said, rolling his eyes.  “That’s wrong.  All I do is talk about you and Junior.”  Angie laughed.

              Angie and Lute do appear to have the same nose as Fiddleford.  How could I have been so blind?

              “So, Stanford, what brings ya here?” Angie asked.

              “I brought him home last night,” Lute said.

              “Hmm, that seems out of character fer ya,” Angie said to Ford.  She shrugged. “Just goin’ off the stick-in-the-mud that Stan described to me.”

              “Why do you keep insulting me?” Ford asked. “This is the first time we’ve met.”

              “Maybe, but I also feel like I know ya pretty well,” Angie replied.  She bounced Junior in her arms.  “Stan took a while to start tellin’ me ‘bout ya, but once he did, he had a lot to say.” She smiled.  “Most of it was negative, sure, but some of it was positive.”

              “Angie, shouldn’t ya be gettin’ ready fer work?” Lute asked.  Angie groaned.  “I’ll make ya some nice breakfast while ya dress ‘n whatnot.”

              “Ugh.  Fine.” Angie handed Junior back to Stan, kissed his cheek, and left the room.  Ford coughed politely.

              “I, um, I should probably leave,” he said. Lute looked over.

              “Ya don’t want to stay fer breakfast?”

              “Your sister isn’t the only one who has a shift starting soon.”

              “Shift, huh?” Stan said, raising an eyebrow.  “Where’s the big shot genius working?”

              “Well, uh…”  Ford rubbed the back of his neck.  “I have been working on my own personal research, but to pay the bills, I’m currently employed as an executive assistant.”  Stan snickered.

              “Isn’t ‘executive assistant’ just a fancy word for ‘secretary’?” he asked.  Ford flushed. “You better get going, then.  Whatever doctor’s office you work for definitely needs you manning the front desk.”

              “Stanley,” Lute scolded.  Ford swallowed his retort.

              He’s been remarkably civil, let him be childish for one moment.

              “…See you later?” he suggested.  Stan froze.  “I mean, the fact that we were able to talk without fighting is, I think, a good sign that we can bury the hatchet.”

              “Ford.”  Stan met Ford’s eyes.  “Junior was here the whole time.  That’s why I didn’t shout or knock your block off.”

              “…Oh,” Ford said softly.

              “But…”  Stan sighed. “I’m not against making up.  Just know that the next time you and I are in the same room, it’s open season if Junior’s not there.”

              “Fair enough.”  Ford managed a smirk.  “I think you’d be surprised by how well I can hold my own now.”  Stan rolled his eyes.  “Goodbye, Stanley.”  Ford leaned over to smile at Junior.  Junior stared at him with wide eyes.  “Goodbye, Junior.”  Junior giggled.

              “Bye,” Stan grunted.  Ford waved goodbye to Lute and walked out of the house.  Beeping sounded from his pager.  He pulled it out of his pocket with a sigh.  The message made him sigh again.

              I swear, I’m the only person who can fix the wifi at work.  Everyone else either doesn’t know how or isn’t willing to do one of the secretary’s responsibilities.  Ford shook his head.  He put his pager away and began the long walk to work.  A building full of superheroes and not one of them can unplug a router.

#I've also got another ficlet in the works that involves none other than the legendary Ma Pines herself #but here's some Ford stuff for now. hope it scratches that itch. #Best Revenge AU #Stanford Pines #Lute McGucket #Stanley Pines #Angie McGucket #Stangie Family #Stangie #ficlet #my writing #my stuff #speecher speaks #Junior Pines

[writinginthedarkwood]

Shigaraki catching feels for a brand new up and coming pro hero who, upon approaching, out of pure curiosity on his part, she acts completely civil to him, pretending to not even know Tomura- until they bid goodbye, and she says his name. When he asks what kind of idiot she was to go on talking so casually and relaxed to a villain, and in response she just says “maybe because I see something in you, that you don’t”. Leaving him to ponder. 👏🏼

~Ahh this is cute...! ❤ I made like, a whole fic from this concept because I liked it so much.

Shigaraki x Female Pro Hero! : The Angel.

It had been a long winter. Crime was exhausting every hero through the long and seemingly endless cold nights. Muggings, break ins and violent assaults had heros stretched thin during the daylight hours. Even darker crimes were happening at night, organized crime rising up from the sewers and sticking it's fingers into the lives of everyday people just trying to make a living.

The police had open investigations of all kinds, heros offered their hands in whatever they could, but even the most seasoned pros were beginning to burn out.

But then you appeared.

Your quirk wasn't entirely flashy in terms of power, but the media gripped onto you tightly and plastered your name everywhere, sending your popularity through the roof with little idea of your actual identity.

"This just in, another hostage situation diffused by The Angel. Within minutes of arriving on scene, the villain walked with his hands over his head into the waiting line of police. We were unable to catch an interview this time, but stay tuned as our panel discusses what we THINK her favorite type of coffee is. This was channel 56, at 11."

Your specialty? Empathy. Your quirk was difficult to pinpoint, and you're even more difficult to recognize. When meeting a person you have the ability to pick up on what they needed to hear the most with ease. The more a person has struggled, or was in mental despair, the easier it was for you to pry into their head and decipher what they need.

Villains could be talked into letting someone go, or stopping in their path of destruction completely.

But how? What if even hearing exactly what they needed didn't work, because they were too far gone?

"We have a situation. Send in The Angel." The chief of police was standing corralled in a busy town plaza with a large group of innocent by standers watching. There was a murmur of panic standing amongst the harsh cold, citizens doing their best to stay calm and collected while waiting for instructions on where to go and what to do. After they heard the chief speak into his walkie talkie people looked upwards, expecting a beautiful vision to appear from the sky.

They hadn't even noticed you appear beside him with a sweet look on your face. Your white dress was hidden by your over coat, and a set of fluffy ear muffs sat on your head. "Hello officer. What seems to be the problem?"

"Oh, you startled me." Every time the chief had seen you before, the glimpses he'd caught from between the cracks of buildings and dusty windows of a crime scene you had looked different. You looked like a normal girl today, but weren't you a bit older last week? Oh no that doesn't make sense because you were much younger a month ago, and had different hair. "Well uh." He cleared his throat composing himself, your eyes pleasant but piercing. "There was a small explosion from inside that cafe. It's been closed for hours, but we believe the janitorial staff is still inside with whoever set off the fire. There's no open flames, but a ransom note was just sent to my pager. Whoever it is, won't let anybody go until we wire them an obscene amount of money." He looked over your face, you had a look of concern, but you didn't seem frightened or intimidated at all.

"Sir. Why would a villain abduct janitorial staff? A ransom that size can't be random." You couldn't see anything from behind the glass of the darkened cafe.

"We're not sure. We're hoping you can get some information from the perp before sending him out to us."

You stepped into the cafe, the crowds of people not even noticing you slip behind police tape.

But someone noticed you, he had been waiting all night for the plan to finally get into motion. You had the entire country stumped as to who and what you are, but Shigaraki was determined to pin down how you were able to diffuse so many of his plans without any type of violence.

The room is dark, a bit of smoke hanging in the air still, but otherwise the building looked completely normal. Your footsteps were quiet as you looked around for any pieces of the building that might be structurally unsound.

You didn't hear a single voice.

In the kitchen you found the missing staff on the ground, bound and gagged but otherwise unharmed. "Who did this to you?" You asked them after removing all of their bindings. A girl in the middle with piercing yellow eyes spoke up first. "Oh it was horrible! A man burst in here and told us he'd kill us all if we didn't so as we were told."

The two men with her were sort of quiet, saying they don't remember anything happening at all until they woke up like this.

One began to panic, asking if anyone was killed in the explosion. You could feel every piece of his heart calling out, wondering if his wife was worried about him.

To him, you looked a bit like his sister that he's very close with. Your eyes wise and kind, you had the same laugh lines as her, even a chip in your front tooth. "Your wife is outside waiting for you, I'll send you out to the police in just a minute okay?" The minute you spoke the mans tightened chest eased and he could breathe.

The other man seemed okay, just shaken up. You instructed them to walk outside, radioing the chief to let him know you were sending out two hostages.

You looked deep into the heart of the girl with yellow eyes, prying at all of her secrets and deepest traumas until you found what you were looking for.

This girl was not who she said she was.

Suddenly you looked different to her. She gasped and wanted to reach out and touch your face. Your face was beautiful to her, your makeup suddenly cute and colorful. You smiled brightly, the girl forgetting what you looked like before, the memory from just a few seconds ago wiped completely from her mind.

"Hey girly, you must be pretty scared after all of that huh?" You asked. "But I was wondering if you could teach me how you got your hair to look so shiny? I'm super jealous."

Toga was completely enthralled, to her you looked exactly like what she was looking for.

A friend.

Shigaraki had seen enough, just as the chief of police radioed in asking for an update. The two staff members had just informed him that there was supposed to be only the two of them working that night. The chief was ready to send in back up after you.

"How interesting, but the show is over angel."

You felt his presence before the smoke thickened, a bomb of gas going off, sending fumes into your lungs. You heard the giggle of the girl fade, her calling out that she was going to miss you.

The last thing you heard before drifting off into sleep.

You woke up in the hospital, frustrated the villain escaped so easily. The police took your report, finding the entire incident to be strange.

You were given the week off, but it ate you up inside. You had never, in all of your life felt a heart so tangled. A soul so tortured and tired, a mind so broken and beated down.

You had felt evil before, but this was different.

After spending another restless night awake, you decided to head out for a quick walk the minute the sun was up. You sat down in the park, in the summer plenty of people would be out here already jogging and walking their dogs. It was too cold right now, and you were hoping to spend some time alone with your thoughts. One great thing about your quirk is that people walk right past you without a second thought. Something that made you a bit insecure in your younger ages, that when you weren't trying you were utterly invisible.

You closed your eyes to listen to the birds when you felt it.

It was him, he was here. You'd felt hints of him at a distance this whole week, he was always nearby.

A man in a black hoodie approached you, his pants a bit short on him, exposing his ankles when he sat down. You noticed he was wearing childish shoes, not something a hardened criminal would really be seen in.

"Hello Angel." He said, his voice sounding raspy like he might have a cold.

"It's a pretty morning. Out for a walk?" You asked, not even looking his way.

You held back tears, the swarm of hurt coming from his aura overwhelming you. "You know who I am. Why aren't you screaming and running the other way little hero?"

You did know who he was. You didn't realize right away who you were dealing with, but you and every other hero look for him in every situation. The infamous Shigaraki Tomura.

"How did you recognize me?" You asked him.

Shigaraki was confused, not expecting you to answer him with another question. "You're sitting out in the open with no disguise. Why wouldn't I recognize you?" Shigaraki's heart was pounding against his chest. You were the most fearsome thing he had ever encountered, and you were beautiful.

"I appear different to every person I meet." You turned to look Shigaraki in the face. Your look didn't change, in fact he saw your body exactly the same way you did when you looked in the mirror. "I shape shift into exactly what the person is looking for, or what they need to see more than anything. I'm assuming you figured that out with that scheme you pulled."

Shigaraki stopped himself from smiling. "Your power is impressive, it's hard to fight against your own mind."

You pulled and pried at Shigaraki's mind, searching for something to give you the upper hand. If you didn't know better, you'd think him to be harmless. But you've seen the damage he's caused, you needed something, anything to work well enough to get him to follow you to the police.

You didn't find what you were looking for. In fact, you found something you weren't expecting at all.

"I suppose I'll be running into you again, Shigaraki?" You said standing, hoping you were being casual enough that he didn't notice the light blush on your cheeks. "You're not going to try and detain me Angel? I'm alone, you must have found something you can use against me." He couldn't hide his joy anymore, your flustered expression exciting him.

"You know Shigaraki, you recognizing me can only mean one of two things." The villain sat still on the bench with his hands in his pockets, he looked up at you with wild eyes.

"Either you really are mentally powerful, the strongest man to ever exist." You started, your tone sounding like twinkling bells in his ears. "Or you don't know what you're truly looking for." To Shigaraki's surprise you reached out and touched him, a death sentence to most. Your fingers gently brushed against his cheek, feeling his skin under your soft hands for just a second.

You understood what Shigaraki needed more than anything, maybe more than anyone has ever needed something before. You longed to stay with him, but you needed to leave now before you forgot all of the horrible things he's done to others. "So you're just letting an evil villain go?" He sounded like he was trying to tease you, the joking tone foreign coming out of his throat.

"Well maybe I see something in you, that you don't."

Your perfume lingered near Shigaraki for a moment, haunting him. He felt instantly empty the second you turned away.

You thought you had the man figured out completely but Shigaraki laughed in your absence. "How silly little angel..." He said out loud. "I know exactly what I've been looking for."

He took one last breath in through his nose, mentally locking down your smell. "You."

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So Much is Happening All the Time - The Bachelor, Season 25, Week 5 Recap

Image from abc.com

Buckle up. This one’s a doozy. We begin the morning of the cocktail party and rose ceremony, the day after Katie snitched to Matt. Victoria says to Kit that the new girls have nothing to complain about because she “hasn’t even begun the hazing process yet,” and Kit laughs nervously because she is genuinely afraid for her life. I have no idea what Victoria is talking about because “hazing” is definitely not part of the show. This is The Bachelor, not the fifth choice sorority at a state school.

Meanwhile, fellow mean girls MJ and Anna discuss the rumor about Brittany, and MJ tells Anna that she “did the right thing”. I have no idea in what context MJ could mean that. Did Anna do the right thing when she spread a lie about someone being a sex worker behind their back? Or when she then confronted the girl about the rumor in front of the whole group, ensuring that anyone who hadn’t heard it yet, did now? Or maybe when she continued to make fun of the girl even when she knew it was a lie? Or perhaps when she still didn’t apologize for all of her shitty behavior? While Anna and Victoria are the main villains so far, MJ is right behind them. She becomes more prominent later in the episode, so here’s her picture. Please pretend you’re not super jealous of how gorgeous her hair is.

Image from abc.com

The cocktail party begins with Matt addressing the bullying and the rumor spreading, and the producers blessed us with a zoom-in on Anna’s “oh shit” face.

Photo from Twitter

Matt then asks to speak to Brittany privately, and Victoria immediately turns on the group and asks who snitched. Anna realizes that this is obviously about her and repeatedly insists that starting the rumor was “one single comment” and “out of her character,” but I find that hard to believe as we saw her make the comment multiple times over several days.

During Matt and Brittany’s conversation, he does a great job of listening and comforting her. He says he wants to make this a safe space for the girls, and I genuinely believe him; I just don’t think that’s possible. This is The Bachelor, for God’s sake.

Matt then takes Anna aside and gives her a chance to explain, but ultimately sends her home before the rose ceremony even happens. If I were him, I would’ve walked up to her on the couch, in front of everyone, and sent her home right then and there. No excuses, no apologies. Just, “Bye bitch. You’re out.” She leaves (without ever apologizing to Brittany) and says she’s going to go cry in the shower. Honestly, relatable.

In an effort to save themselves, all of the girls who bullied (MJ, Victoria, Serena C.) start denying that any bullying went on, and all the girls who silently watched the bullying start apologizing and saying they had no idea any of this was going on. Do these girls not know that there are cameras, and we watched them sit there and do nothing?

Victoria does apologize to Catalina but laughs through it and insists that it was just playful and not malicious. She actually has the gall to say, “I don’t think you were treated fairly,” as if she wasn’t the one mistreating them. We all heard your hazing comment, Vicky!

Matt wants to check on the other new girls, and while speaking to Ryan, she names names, specifically Victoria’s. She tearfully tells Matt that because she is a dancer, Victoria called her a hoe. In my opinion, “hoe” is not that bad a word. Like the slut-shaming aspect is terrible, but I just don’t feel like “hoe” carries much weight. If someone called me a hoe, I’d be mildly angry. I definitely wouldn’t cry about it.

Victoria, wearing a visible bra as well as granny panties with her slit dress

goes to defend herself to Matt. Matt, like an idiot, tells Victoria that Katie is the one who snitched. He then brings up the “hoe” comment, which she claims was taken out of context. He asks her what the context was, and she has no answer.

After their conversation, she goes outside to complain to the producers, within earshot of the other girls, about how she is “literally the only girl who can be his wife,” she’s the only intelligent one, and the rest of them (specifically Katie) are idiots, and how she’s so nice and the rest of them are fake and toxic. Trashing them all where they can hear you is a wild move when trying to prove you’re not a bully. She starts listing what she thinks are positive traits about her and includes “spoiled” in the list multiple times. She also asks, “does he want a wife who is creating drama all the time, or does he want me?”

Photo from imgur.com 

The rose ceremony begins, and Matt gives the first roses to Ryan and Brittany, sending a clear message about the new girls vs. OG bullshit. The girls who get sent home are Lauren, Mari, Catalina, and (finally) Victoria. When it is her turn to say goodbye, she walks up to him and says she feels bad for him that he’s stuck with those girls instead of her for a wife. When he got home that night, Matt probably danced with joy.

The first date of the week is a one-on-one with Rachael, and he takes her shopping at a store in the resort. She gushes about him “getting” her all of these things. Before she goes all gold-digger, someone needs to tell her that he isn’t “getting” anything; the production company is definitely footing this bill. She returns to the house, arms piled over with shopping bags, and shows off everything she got, including Louboutins. Everyone is jealous. Everyone that is except socialite-Kit, who could not have looked less impressed. Girlie got her first Louboutins before she took her first step.

During their night-date, Rachael talks about having never been in love and says it’s because she struggles with confidence. Matt, who also doesn’t consider himself to have ever been in love, gives her the rose.

The next day brings a group date. After watching Rachael be gifted thousands of dollars worth of clothes, the rest of the girls get to spend their day shoveling animal shit on a farm. All of the girls complain about being not getting a one-on-one. I am so sick of people complaining about group dates every season. It’s part of the show that you signed up for. Shut the fuck up. Of course, maybe they had a point, proven by MJ trying to flirtily chase Matt with a broken egg, only to catch him full-on making out with Peiper. Yikes.

That night, Matt asks MJ what she thought about the bullying going on in the house. She tells him she was shocked even to learn that there was bullying going on. He responds by telling her that someone accused her of being a bully, and she gets real defensive real quick. She insists that she “leads by example,” which sounds like something a junior-high soccer coach said to her once. It also means absolutely nothing because you could also lead an angry mob to torch a house by being the first to light a match. When MJ rejoins the girls, she asks who said her name, and Jessenia, who looks 12 (as seen in the photo below), owns up to it. Thus begins the newest feud in the house.

Image from abc.com

Also during the group date, Abigail talks to Matt more about her hearing loss, and opens up about her father leaving after she got her hearing aid. Matt was also raised by a single mother, and relates to her in this way. Abigail gets the group date rose.

The final one-on-one date goes to Kit. When she gets a date card that implies they’ll be cooking on her date, she cries because she has spoken to Matt about how much cooking means to her. The date consists only of a night portion; Kit goes over to Matt’s house and they bake cookies together. Before she arrives, we see Matt cleaning his home so it’s nice for her, as well as checking his outfit because he knows she cares about fashion. Absolutely adorable.

When she arrives, he tells her that he believes in ordering dessert first, and I think I may be falling in love with Matt. She says how growing up with a famous and successful mom has put a lot of pressure on her, which is not something he, or most people, can relate to. They both talk about wanting to fast forward through the process and just be together outside of the show. They cuddle up on the couch and she gets the rose. Some people online think Kit seems braggy and pretentious, but I really like her. And I think you’d have to be an idiot to not realize that Matt really likes her as well.

The next morning as the women wait to get ready for the night, a date card arrives inviting MJ and Jessenia on a mini-two-on-one before the cocktail party. They ride over in complete silence, but when they arrive they break out in yelling. MJ insists she “preaches peace and harmony” or some bullshit, but the face she makes insists otherwise.

Photo from Twitter

The show leaves off on yet another cliff-hanger. My prediction is that Matt heard the yelling, sends MJ home on the spot and Jessenia home at a rose ceremony, if not that night then the next one.

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[sestra-inestro]

Just A Really Big Mistake (3/?)

Jane the Virgin!AU. Idea credit to @whatcouldgowrong-ohthat​

Pairings: Detective!Steve Rogers x fem!reader, Hotel Owner!Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff, Sam Wilson x Natasha Romanoff, TV Star!Tony Stark x Pepper Potts. 

Summary: Just when things start to calm down, you lean something new which sends you spiralling again. Pepper confronts the man who has been out of your lives since you were a baby. 

Warnings: Swearing, cheating, accidental insemination, mentions of smut and abortion. Angst, talks of abandonment, anxiety, mentions of past crime, unloving marriage. 

“Okay. Thank you for coming.” You crossed your legs with a bright smile on your face. “Steve, welcome to your first family meeting.” 

Steve lifted his mug as he sat between May and Pepper. “Happy to be here. Proud to be representing a male point of view.” You tense at his words and May and Pepper turn to look at him. 

“Yeah, I would lead with that. I tried that and it doesn’t mean a thing.” Peter said from the couch. 

“Yeah, that’s not gonna do well in our meetings.” You agreed. 

Steve nodded. “I’m mostly here to listen and observe.” He took a sip from his coffee and May and Pepper nodded and smiled. 

“Okay. So we are just here to go over the plan. Yes, there have been a few minor step backs but we are back on track. I have a very stable job, I’m in college, engaged to a great guy.” You wink at Steve who smiles back at you. “There are going to be a few things I will have to do to make sure it stays in good health which will be outside of the plan but we can work around it. For example, I set up a sonogram. But other than that, nothing has changed.” You finished with a confident smile. 

You had been feeling so much better since your talk with Bucky, honestly, you can say that he gave you hope. Plus, you didn’t think you’d feel so good knowing who the father is, but it feels like an entire weight has been taken off you. 

“Can I just say one thing?”  Pepper raised her hand. 

You turned to face her fully. “Yes. Go ahead.” 

“You should keep the baby.” 

“Pep!” You groaned. 

“Pepper, really?!” May spoke. 

Steve choked on his coffee, making Peter laugh. 

“Nope, nope.” Steve said through his coughs. 

“What? It’s a free country, I thought I could say-“ 

“She’s not keeping the baby.” 

“But I think-“ 

You clapped. “No, stop. I’m not keeping the baby, Pepper. In fact, we are not going to refer to it as a baby. We will call it...” you look around the room for something to call it when you see Peter drinking a milkshake. “A milkshake.” 

Everyone tilts their heads at the word. “And I can’t wait to give that milkshake to its rightful owners.” 

-

“I want a divorce.” Bucky said. 

“Well, I don’t.” Natasha stood on the other side of the room with her arms crossed. “And there’s no way that June is going to give you that baby on your own.” 

Bucky stuffed his hands into his pockets. “Yeah, I know. Just like how I know that you’re waiting out our prenup to make money off me.” 

Nat’s face hardened at his words.

“So tell me, sweetheart, how are we gonna work through that?” Bucky raised his brow at her, smirking as she stayed quiet. 

A knock at the door pulled them from their argument and Bucky went to answer the door. 

Sam Wilson walked in and he and Bucky hugged, Sam eyeing Natasha over Bucky’s shoulder. 

-

“You don’t even know anything about the wife!” Pepper tried to argue with you. “She could be a Catherine Creel!” 

“Catherine Creel? Seriously, Pepper.” You questioned her and shook your head. 

“Who’s Catherine Creel?” Steve asked.

“She’s a super villain in the television shows who wore an eyepatch even though she wasn’t really blind.” May explained to him and you and Pepper bickered. 

“Some of the most boring TV I’ve ever watched.” Peter murmured to no one in particular but gained glares from all three of you while Steve still looked confused. 

“Natasha’s not a super psycho.” Steve said to himself. 

“How do you know? You’ve never even met her.” Pepper questioned him. 

May’s phone rang, distracting her from the discussion. The familiar number gave her anxiety. She didn’t know if she was ready to talk to him yet. 

“Okay fine, I’m am going to meet with Natasha.” You sent her a quick text and almost just as fast, you got a reply. 

“Great, she’s excited to set something up.” You gave Pepper a smile, who still looked unhappy with your decision. 

“I am going to meet with her and then I’m going to try and think about this pregnancy as little as possible.” You tried to say. 

“No, I don’t think so.” May raised her finger at you. “After that, you are going to sue the freaking doctor.” 

You sighed. “I just don’t want to spend the next year in a legal battle. I just wanna keep moving forward with my life. Finished college, obsess about wedding dresses.” May’s phone rang once again. “And who keeps calling you?” You asked her. 

May looked at the number and then at Pepper, then back at you again. Something happened the other night that she was hoping to keep safe from you. 

~

You had finally gone to bed after such a stressful day. The engagement party had taken it out of you and Pepper and May could tell.  A knock at the door this late at night confused them both, exchanging weird looks. 

They both walk to the door slowly as someone knocked again. 

Quickly opening the door, May and Pepper look at the person in shock.

There stood Tony Stark in all his glory, red suit, finely done hair and well put together. 

“Stark?” Both women said. 

“Hey, is my daughter here?” 

~

Ever since, he has been nonstop calling both Pepper and May. 

“Um...” May trailed off as she tried to think of a lie. 

“Is it Happy?” You asked. 

May stopped for a second, glancing at Pepper really quickly. “Yeah, it’s Happy.” 

“May.” You said with a disapproving voice. 

May quickly answered the phone. “Stop calling!” She sneered into the speaker and hanging up before Tony could speak. 

You sighed before looking at everyone. 

“Okay, well I’ve said what I needed to say.” You smiled and picked up your bag and your jacket. “I’m off to work.”

“I’ll drive you.” Steve spoke and stood from the couch. 

You smiled before kissing May and Pepper on the cheek and saying goodbye to Peter. 

-

Steve dropped you off out front of the hotel and wished you a good day. 

You were walking into the change rooms when Bucky stopped you. 

“Oh, hi.” You said in surprise. 

“Hey, June.” He said with a smile. “You look nice today.” 

You smoothed down your dress and blushed. “Thank you.” 

“Look I’m sorry to ambush you like this but I wanted to talk to you real quick about the baby.” He said ‘baby’ in a hushed voice and began to walk with you. 

“Oh yeah. I actually texted your wife.” You said. 

“Yes, I heard.” 

“I just wanted to put a name to a face and properly meet her, make sure she didn’t have an eyepatch.” Bucky looked at you strangely at your words. 

“What?” 

“Nothing. That was a bad joke.” You said quickly. 

“I’m just really excited to see you two, with the whole two-parent-picture thing.” You smiled up at him. 

Bucky slowed his walking and you turned to look at him. “So that’s really important to you huh?” 

“Well, yeah. That’s why I feel so good about my decision.” Bucky nodded at your words and fell quiet. 

“So what was it you wanted to talk to me about?” You asked him, continuing to walk to your locker. 

Bucky was going to tell you that he planned to divorce Natasha. He truly believed his marriage was over and far from repair, but now he had to change plans. 

“Um, just some lawsuit stuff.” 

“You’re suing?” You question him. 

“No.” Bucky chuckles. “I’m not suing. Becca- Dr Alver, is my sister-“ 

“What?” You stopped at his words. 

Bucky watches your reaction and hesitated to continue. “The doctor, who inseminated you-“ 

“She’s your sister. Dr Alver is your sister?” You question him in shock. 

“Yeah.” Bucky bit his lip. 

“It’s-it’s just. Wow.” You stumble over your words at the news. 

“But not to make things more awkward. But, June, I really think that you should talk to a lawyer.” He suggested. “Come up with an amount and present it to us, that I can pay you directly and you’ll make the most money.” 

His words offend you slightly and you look at him. “What makes you think I want money?” 

Bucky is taken aback. “I just assumed-“ 

“Because I’m a waitress?” You narrow your eyes. 

“No, of course not. I know you’re not just a waitress. You’re in college and-“ 

“So if I wasn’t in college I would be just a waitress?” You interrupt him. 

Bucky pauses for a second to read the situation. “June, I think you’re taking this the wrong way.” 

“Yeah, maybe I am.” You nod at him. “Except this huge thing just happened, now you’re telling me your sister did and you’re offering me money. 

Bucky closes his mouth, seeing how he has come off to you. 

You shake your head, pull your waitress dress out of your locker and slam it shut. “I’ve got to change.” You push passed him and walk into the bathroom. 

-

“What did you expect? He’s a rich playboy?” Wanda says after you explain the whole situation to her. 

“A rich playboy with an entitled attitude missing a basic sensitivity chip.” You grumble as you slam glasses onto your serving tray. Wanda and Vision watch you carefully at you take you some of your anger on the glass wear. “He was so much nicer in my head.” 

“That’s because he kissed you.” Dot said simply as she polished the glasses. 

“What? You kissed?” Vision said in shock. 

“It was five years ago.” You glare at Dot. “And clearly he still doesn’t remember that.” You roll your eyes. 

“What did Mr America Stevie say when you told him about it?” Wanda asked you. 

“He didn’t say anything. Mainly because I haven’t actually told him yet.” You laugh nervously. 

Wanda and Vision gasp dramatically. 

“I only just told him about the pregnancy and he didn’t even take that well? How am I supposed to tell him I kissed the father when even he doesn’t remember it?” You asked. 

“Well can you blame him? I mean, his fiancé is pregnant with another man’s baby.” Vision said. 

“I know.” You pouted. 

“Well, it’s not like she meant for it to happen. She’s still a virgin.” Wanda said to Vision. 

“Yeah, I get that. I’m not saying it’s not hard for her.” Vision argues with her. 

“Guys I’m right here.” You said, but their conversation didn’t waver. 

“Well, it sure sounds like it. How would you like it if someone accidentally inseminated you?” Wanda put her hand on her hip, glaring at him.

“You’re taking this way out of hand.” Vision put his hands up. 

“Oh yeah?” Wanda challenged him. 

You rolled your eyes and moved to the other side of the bar as they continued to bicker. 

Dot leaned in close to you. “Google him before you make your decision. Maybe it will make you feel better.” 

“Why?” You ask her. 

“I’ve just heard some things about him over the years.” Dot shrugs before taking her tray away. 

You’re curiosity got the best of you and you walked away to google him.

To say you were shocked at the results was an understatement. You found numerous articles about him getting into bar fights, mugshots, parties, getting arrested for public indecency and a very revealing photo of him. 

“Oh my god.” You breathed in shock before dialing Steve’s number. 

“Hello?” He answered. 

“We are gonna have to keep it. I don’t want to and you don’t want to by you are gonna half to.” You ramble on and you power walk your way out of the hallways of the hotel. 

“Wait, slow down. What’s going on?” Steve asked you. 

“I can’t give Bucky the milkshake.” 

-

Steve made his way to the docking bays near the hotel to meet you. After your little ramble moment and stress fest, you sent him all the links you had found after looking up Bucky and asked him to come meet you. 

You spotted him and ran over in your wedges. 

“Oh my god.” You said, pulling him into your arms. 

He could feel the stress and panic rolling off you again. Just when you had calmed down, you found something new to stress about. 

“Okay, I’ve been thinking about it all. We don’t have to keep it, there’s gotta be some legal loophole we can find. We could declare him unfit and we can find it good parents.” You spoke quickly. 

“Okay, babe calm down.” Steve grasped your arms and rubbed your skin. You were spiraling again. 

“But did you see what I sent you? Did you click in the links?” You asked him. 

“Yes, I did. And I wish you would’ve warned me before the Bora Bora series.” He nodded with disgust. 

“But, Steve. Don’t you think I have a moral obligation to make sure that the milkshake goes to a decent person? And that is not a decent person. What he did in Bora Bora is not decent, that’s literally why they arrested him!” 

“Okay, babe. You’re spiraling again.” He made you look at him. 

“I know.” You sighed. 

“That was a while ago. You said the guy had cancer right? He obviously went through some major life-changing moments during that time. He’s happily married and he wants a baby.” Steve tried to get you to see the light of the situation. 

“Yeah.” You started to agree with him. 

“And trust me, Bora Bora guy doesn’t want a baby. But this guy does.” He continued to talk Bucky up. 

“Yeah,” you nodded. “I mean that’s definitely true.” 

“Look, I know you’re anxious but you’re gonna meet the wife right?” You nodded. “I bet you’ll feel a whole lot better when you do.” 

You were starting to settle down again. Steve just had a way of being the thing you needed.

“Give this guy a real chance.” He finished his point and brushed and caressed your cheek.

Even though you were still anxious about it all. Maybe you should give him a proper chance before you run scared.

-

“I have to lie about my family.” Bucky said with a sigh.

Sam stood next to him, looking out over at the staff you fussed with the table cloth for tonight’s party. 

“At least Natasha’s trying.” Sam said as he watched her direct the women where to put the cloth. “She’s driving my staff crazy, making sure everything’s perfect.”

“She’s trying to get my father on her side that way it will make it much harder for me to leave her.” Bucky glared down at the woman as she moved around the party space. 

“Wow, So you’re pretty much done then?” Sam asked him. 

“Yeah, I am.” Bucky said, looking at him and nodding. 

Sams brow creased as he looked down at the woman he loved. 

Bucky frowned as he saw what Natasha ordered. “Why did she order and ice sculpture of a wizard?” 

They watched as Natasha looked up at the sculpture in horror, talking to the sculptor. “I said Marlon, not Merlin. My father-in-law loves to fish!” They heard her screech. 

Bucky rolled his eyes as Sam laughs at them.

-

While you were at work, Pepper was determined to fix the situation with Tony fucking Stark. 

She stormed into the set, people trying to get her attention as she wasn’t allowed on set, and marched right up to the very man in question as he sat in a makeup chair. 

Tony’s life flashed before his eyes as he saw a finger come at him. 

“We need to talk. Now!” Pepper growled at him. 

He held up his hands in surrender and nodded. 

He took her to his trailer where they could talk in private.

Pepper was fuming and he could just feel she was going to blow when they were in the privacy of his trailer. As soon as he closed the door, she began.

“You need to stop calling us! I told you I would tell her when the time is right and you have no right to keep pushing!” She yelled at him, beginning to go red in the face. 

“But when will you tell her? I want to be apart of my daughter’s life now.” Tony said calmly, trying to get her to calm down as well. 

“Now you want to be? Where was this attitude twenty-three years ago?!” Pepper all but threw her bag at him. 

“Look, I know you’re angry, Pep. But can you please calm down so we can talk? You want some Voss Water?” He gestured to the multiple glass bottles of water sitting on his bench. 

“No I don’t want some Voss Water.” Pepper took a deep breath and rubbed at her forehead, starting to pace. 

“Look, Pep. I was just a kid. I don’t even know who her mother is. And I thought leaving her in better care would’ve been the best option for her. She would be messed up if she was with me.” He tried to explain. 

Pepper stopped pacing suddenly to look at him, making him flinch and ready himself for another dose of her yelling.

“Did you know that she now has abandonment issues?” Pepper said softly. “She spent her whole life questioning why her mother and father left her. She ran away twice. No matter what you thought would be better for her, it still messed with her.” 

Tony lowered his eyes in shame. He ruined his daughter while trying to do what he thought was best. 

Pepper took a deep breath before sitting down on his couch. “Why now?” She asked him.

“Because now I can.” He shrugged. “I worked hard enough to earn enough and now I can actually support her.” 

“Yeah, now that she can support herself.” Pepper dug at him some more. 

“She never left my mind once. I kept pushing through all of this so I finally come back to her with enough to look after her.” Tony said, sitting down next to her. 

They both sat in silence for some time. Pepper hadn’t had him this close to her since you came into their lives. 

“What is she like?” He asked her. 

“Perfect. June’s so perfect. She’s smart, careful, determined.” Pepper smiled but wavered. “Pregnant.” 

Tony looked at her in shock and happiness. “I’m going to be a grand-father?” 

Pepper slightly nodded. “Sorta. It was more of a medical mistake.” 

Tony looked at her in confusion. 

“Long story.” She held up her hand before he could ask about it. 

Tony nodded as he took Pepper in. Her eyes were tired and her hair was starting to grey, but still that beautiful strawberry blonde he remembers from all those years ago.

“I missed you, Pep.” He said quietly. 

Pepper looked at him, seeing how much he had changed since he was the terrified boy who had been kicked out with his newborn daughter. She stood from the couch and opened the door to his trailer, stopping to look at him before she left. 

“I missed you too, Tony.” She said with a stoic face before leaving.

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[my-miraculous-headcanons]

In the Marry That Girl AU I particularly like the idea of Hawkmoth being super protective of his adrienette ship. Does he make any effort to keep his akuma villains from bothering Marinette, or does he simply keep his attention on beating up Chat?

Let’s take a look, why don’t we?

There was many things he was expecting to find when he had searched Adrien’s room that night. A good book, dirty magazines, hell, even drugs was a possible option, considering just how strange Adrien was during dinner. 

He didn’t expect to find some book a teenaged girl made, fantasizing about some future she could have with his son. 

At first, he wasn’t impressed. In fact, he was rather displeased, scorning whatever girl thought she was worthy of sharing a future with Adrien. But, he concedes that Mlle. Dupain-Cheng was one of the more worthy girls in his son’s life, being such a talented designer. Her wedding dress, in particular, he can’t help but praise, especially considering it’s the work of a teenaged girl. 

Flipping through the pages, he didn’t understand why Adrien seemed so over the moon and distracted over these silly drawings. They didn’t capture his perfection, and the designs for the different occupations weren’t exactly anything to be proud of.

He understood when he saw the three children.

He understood when he saw the daughter, looking so similar to his late wife. 

He understood when he saw that the daughter was named after his late wife.

He had went to the beginning of the sketchbook, now with a new outlook, and flipped through it once more, wiping away stray tears from his eyes. This wasn’t just some girl’s fantasies. This was a future. 

Those three children were his future grandchildren.

That wedding suit was the suit his son was going to wear when he got married.

That girl, Marinette Dupain-Cheng… She was his future daughter-in-law.

Carefully, he placed the sketchbook back on Adrien’s desk, then left. He understood Adrien’s daze now, feeling like he, himself, was simply moving through the motions. Head full of cotton and feet walking on clouds.

He wakes up the next morning damned determined to protect that future his son clearly wanted.

He wasn’t obvious about it, not at first. Adrien seemed to be doing fine, wooing the girl on his own, though he certainly didn’t need to do so considering the sketchbook she had put together. The two teenagers were clearly coming closer and closer together, and it was only a matter of time before they took the first step towards their future. 

But then he happened. 

It wasn’t too long of an interaction. The video was only three minutes long, and of those three minutes, the two had spoken for only a few seconds. But the exchange happened, and that… That, he cannot allow. 

“Ah, Marinette, my darling princess, you shouldn’t have!”

Chat Noir’s annoying mug grins through the computer screen, plucking the baton from Marinette’s hands. The girl rolls her eyes, but smiles in return, which only serves to make Gabriel’s anger burn.

“Oh, handsome knight, whatever would you do without me?”

Chat Noir laughs. “Fight weaponless, I suppose. Stay safe, princess, I got an akuma to beat.”

How dare that tomcat flirt with his future daughter-in-law! Adrien’s future wife! In jest or not, this action is utterly inexcusable! A personal attack against his family! He won’t have it!

For the next few akumas, he specifically directs them to attack Chat Noir head-on. He belatedly realises that he hasn’t requested to capture the Miraculous for quite some time, but that’s fine, since at this point the deal is pretty much implied anyways. All of Paris knows exactly what he wants, right?

Besides. As much as he loves his wife, he still has the time to bring her back. He doesn’t have the time to wait and allow that mangy cat to steal his future daughter-in-law’s heart! It’s absolutely imperative that he stops that feline as soon as possible! For his family’s sake! For Adrien’s sake!

For the sake of his future granddaughter!

(…Hm. He probably shouldn’t play favourites regarding his grandchildren, now that he thinks about it. It’s not very befitting of an Agreste. He has time to work on that, thankfully.)

A month later, Chat Noir seems to finally have learned his lesson, so he ceases his directed attacks. The cat no longer seeks out Marinette, no longer calls her pet names, no longer flirts in her presence. And all the while, Adrien continues to grow closer and closer to the girl. (Though, he does seem rather tired. He’ll make sure to wait until after school is over from now on when sending an akuma in that general direction— Gabriel doesn’t want to have a hand in Adrien falling behind in his studies.)

As soon as the rigorous month of non-stop akumas is over, he hosts another contest for the young teenaged designers of Paris, knowing full-well that Mlle. Dupain-Cheng would be entering. Knowing her skilled work, he expects her to place in the top five.

He’s already selected the model she’ll be working with when she wins a position. Adrien will thank him later, he’s sure.

By ‘later’, he means on their wedding day, of course.

~Years Later~

“Hey, Adrien?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you ever find it weird that akuma villains avoid us like the plague?”

Gabriel, who had been sitting with them at the dinner table, chokes on his tea.

“Ah! Father, are you alright?!”

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[lucky-clover-gazette]

forrest

catradora one-shot | fluff & hurt/comfort | 2304 words

Adora and Catra are visiting the rehabilitated Fright Zone a decade after the war when Catra goes into early labor.

in other words, THEY HAVE BABEY!!!!!

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The Fright Zone looked chillingly similar, ten years past the conclusion of the war.

“Watch your step,” Adora warned Catra, who held onto her wife’s arm as the procession from Bright Moon entered the settlement. After Hordak’s death and the Horde’s surrender, the Fright Zone had been transformed into a civilian living space, available to refugees and ex-soldiers. It was a part of Adora and Catra’s duties, along with Bow, Glimmer, Queen Angella, and few other key figures, to re-visit the area annually.

The two young women had grown into full adults, married at twenty-two, presently twenty-nine. Adora still wore her hair in that strange bumpy ponytail, her trusty red jacket having survived the war, her boots muddied and worn. She had developed slightly deeper lines beneath her eyes, age just beginning to show, although her muscles remained in peak condition from constant training.

Catra’s core attributes remained: multicolored eyes, ears, and a tail, with a wild mane of dark hair and ink-black claws. But something major had changed about her physique—she was pregnant, extremely so, wearing a loose red dress and orthopedic sandals beneath her usually-bare feet.

“Don’t baby me,” Catra muttered as Adora helped her up a step. They entered one of the Fright Zone’s main buildings, once soldiers’ barracks and now home to a lively and diverse community.

Adora smiled and stroked Catra’s bare arm. “Sorry,” she said, quiet enough that the procession couldn’t hear her. “I don’t mean to make you look weak.”

“I know I’m not weak,” Catra grunted. “I’m days away from expelling this thing from my womb, and I’m out here, far from home, working.”

“You should be tucked in bed with a book and some tea,” Adora said. “But for what it’s worth, I’m glad you’re here.”

“Yeah, well,” Catra said as the procession reached their desired destination. “I’d never miss an opportunity to see an old friend.”

Glimmer, who stood at the front of the procession, cleared her throat for silence. Adora straightened her back and looked forward, her military training never having quite left her.

The door of the office, formerly Lord Hordak’s throne room, whipped open, and behind it stood a large and excited woman with bright red claws.

“You’re here!” Scorpia exclaimed, immediately wrapping Glimmer up in a hug. “Aw, you guys, come on in!”

Scorpia, the leader, manager, and official hype-woman of the settlement, welcomed the procession into a large room containing public employees processing refugee paperwork (even a decade after the war, people were still without homes from the Horde’s damages). The walls of the cavernous room were lined with colorful lights and drawings by local children, and a few faun-folk Adora recognized as Thaymorians sat at a nearby desk, receiving aid.

“Scorpia,” Bow enthused, “this looks wonderful!”

“Thanks,” Scorpia said. “We’ve put a lot of work into making the Fright Zone a less frightening place.”

“It’s fantastic,” Glimmer said, holding her father’s staff at her side. As the Princess of Bright Moon, she was in charge of many important Etherian political affairs, so this trip was a welcome opportunity to relax. “Looks like we don’t need to help with much here—you’ve got this.”

“Thanks,” the white-haired woman said, smiling and rubbing her neck. “Means a lot, coming from you.”

Glimmer nodded, stepping aside to reveal Catra and Adora behind her. Scorpia’s eyes widened.

“KITTY!” she exclaimed, barreling forward. “I won’t hug you, because pregnant, but… oh, it’s so great to see you! You too, Adora, looking good, hitting the gym as usual?”

Adora grinned and flexed. “You know it.”

“Hi, Scorpia,” Catra said, a hand on her belly. “I think the baby’s kicking, wanna feel?”

Scorpia extended a claw with reverence and felt the sensation of something shifting beneath Catra’s dress and skin. “Whoah…” she said. “Hello there, kitten.”

“That nickname’s gonna stick,” Adora said, grinning at Catra.

Catra rolled her eyes. “Better than what we’ve come up with.”

“You don’t have a name yet?” Scorpia asked as Bow and Glimmer conversed with another settlement official.

Catra shook her head. “We’re stumped.”

“Do you know the gender?”

“Nope,” Adora said. “Catra’s been talking to her Magicat family, they don’t do doctor’s appointments and stuff like humans. Apparently birth is kinda different for them, more hands-off, but just as gross.”

“It’ll be a surprise,” Catra said, taking Adora’s hand. “Either way, we’ll love it to pieces.”

“Aw,” Adora purred, “what a sap.”

“Really!” Scorpia exclaimed. “What happened to mean tortured villain Catra?”

Adora laughed. “You should see her when her feet start to hurt,” she said. “Or when she has morning sickness.”

Catra elbowed Adora. “We’re at a serious political meeting representing Bright Moon, you can’t just bring up my vomit!”

“It’s super gross, and if I don’t hold her hair, it gets everywhere—”

“Adora!”

Scorpia chuckled and crossed her arms. “So when are you due?”

“Next week,” Catra said. “To plan is deliver back at Bright Moon.”

“Oh, I’m so excited for you!” Scorpia exclaimed. “But still… no name planned yet? That’s bold.”

“I think we’ll just know when the moment comes,” Adora said.

Catra smirked. “I’m gonna be busy screaming in agony, probably, but whatever.”

Adora squeezed Catra’s hand. “I’ll be there with you,” she said. “I promise.”

“I know,” Catra said, and it was the damn truth.

The hallways were the same, but everything else was entirely different.

“It’s crazy,” Adora said, leading Catra to their shared quarters. They’d be staying the night, along with the rest of the procession, since travelling to the Fright Zone was a strenuous journey from Bright Moon.

“Do you we could ever find our places in all this?” Catra asked, waving to a happy family of reptile-people.

“Like the barracks and the training room? Not sure,” Adora shrugged.

“And Shadow Weaver’s quarters,” Catra said darkly.

“Gone,” Adora said, “just like her.”

This was a reassurance, Adora squeezing Catra’s arm, but her wife still frowned.

“I still hate this place,” Catra admitted as Adora stopped at a closed door. “Even with all of Scorpia’s work, I just… the memories are too much.”

“Good things happened here, too,” Adora said, opening the door for Catra. “We happened here.”

“You weren’t around for the worst of it,” Catra said.

Adora frowned, hurt. Catra sighed. “I didn’t mean it like that,” she said, leading Adora to the bed. Catra maneuvered her body to sit and Adora plopped down beside her.

“I know,” Adora said. “I’m sorry we had to grow up in a place like this.”

“Hey,” Catra said, a small smile sneaking onto her face. “Clearly we’re meant to be together, if we managed to get through all the bullshit.”

Adora rubbed circles on Catra’s hand with her thumb, looking thoughtfully around their room. It was basic, bare, with the same dull walls and lights they had known in their childhood and adolescence. In this isolated space, they could almost pretend they were back in the Horde, so many years ago…

“Come on, you must be tired,” Adora said, fluffing a pillow for Catra at the top of the bed.

Catra nodded, lying on her side. “The trip from Bright Moon isn’t so easy when you’re carrying a living being inside you,” she said as she settled in.

Adora laid on the other pillow, facing Catra. Their noses almost touched.

“You’re so beautiful,” Adora said, resting a gentle hand on Catra’s bump. “And brave, and smart, and good. I’m so happy we’re doing this together. I love you so much.”

Catra smiled peacefully, shutting her eyes. “Who’s the sap now?” she teased sleepily.

Suddenly, her eyes opened wide. “Shit.”

Adora shot up. “What? What’s wrong?”

Catra sat up slowly, face in disbelief. “Adora… I think my water just broke.”

“You’re kidding.”

“Would I fucking joke about this, Adora?!”

“I don’t know! You’re not due ‘till next week!”

Catra ripped the blanket away and Adora gasped. It was really happening.

“Oh, hell no,” Catra said, trying to get herself out of bed. “I’m not doing this here.”

“Wha—lay back down!” Adora cried. “I… I should go get Bow and Glimmer!”

“I told you, I don’t need an audience!” Catra insisted, standing up despite Adora’s protests. “And I’m not bringing our child into the world in the fucking Fright Zone!”

“What are you suggesting?” Adora said, incredulous. “We steal another skiff and head to the Whispering Woods while you’re having contractions?”

After a moment’s pause, Catra nodded—and Adora knew there was no point in resisting.

It was far from a hospital, but Adora trusted Catra and her Magicat kin—giving birth in nature was safe, and fine, and everything was going to be fine. That was the mantra Adora repeated to herself as she sat beside her wife, who continued to have contractions on the forest floor.

“You seriously prefer this to a bed?” Adora asked, rubbing Catra’s shaking shoulder.

Grimacing, Catra nodded. “To a Fright Zone bed, yeah,” she said. “Oh, ow ow ow ow.”

“Humans can get medicated for the pain,” Adora said. “Angella told me she had an epidural for Glimmer.”

“Good for her,” Catra said. “Hey, water, please.”

Adora nodded and grabbed the Sword of Protection from her travel pack, transforming it into a bottle. She stepped over to the nearby forest stream, filling the golden container with fresh flowing water.

It was beautiful place, really—a quiet pocket in the otherwise noisy woods, a clearing surrounded with dense and colorful trees. The skiff was parked just a minute away, with a full tank of gas for their return to civilization. The stream babbled pleasantly and the stars shone above Adora and Catra. This was the setting of new life, something holy and beautiful… and, despite her anxiety, Adora had to admit that it worked.

Adora passed Catra the bottle and forced her into a sitting position, helping her take a sip.

“Thanks,” Catra said, wiping her mouth. “Contractions are getting closer and closer, so…”

“Yeah,” Adora said, expression full of panic. She held Catra’s face as though it could disappear any seconds. “Things are never gonna be the same ever again.”

Catra smiled and nuzzled into Adora’s palm. “I knew you’d lose your shit in the moment. Breathe, baby. It’s going to be okay.”

“How are you so calm?”

“Dunno,” Catra said, leaning back down. “I just am. It’s like—aw shit, contraction, they’re getting so close—”

Adora took Catra’s hand and squeezed. “It’s really happening,” she said. “We’re gonna have a kid.”

“Yep,” Catra said, her teeth bared as she withstood the pain. “We’re gonna show this little fucker all the good Etheria has to offer. No Horde, no Fright Zone. No way.”

“Please don’t call our incoming child ‘little fucker,’” Adora said through a smile, tears of emotion running down her cheeks.

“Oh shit, I think it’s happening,” Catra cried out.

Adora squeezed Catra’s hand with the might of She-Ra. “I’m right here.”

Catra nodded, eyes squeezed shut in pain and concentration. “Little fucker…”

“Catra!”

A scream, followed by another. The babbling of the stream, the wind through the trees. And then…

The sound of a baby crying.

“Adora…” Catra muttered, holding the infant in her arms. “Water, gotta wash off…”

Adora, eyes, awed, assisted in the cleaning of the child. An impossibly tiny being, held in Catra’s arms, eyes still shut. The same peach-fuzz fur covering, ears, and tail as its mother, only in the color grey.

“It’s a boy!” Adora squeaked, placing down the sword-bottle. “Catra, we have a son!”

Peaceful, exhausted, Catra nuzzled into the body in her arms. Adora wrapped her strong arms around her wife, completing the family unit.

“I love you so both much,” Adora said. The baby still cried, but not from pain. Catra hushed him anyway.

“We’re gonna take care of you,” she reassured her child. “You’re never going to feel unloved.”

“We promise,” Adora said, like a prayer.

The baby quieted slowly, leaning into Catra’s chest.

“Hey, Adora…” Catra said, her voice dry. “We still need a name.”

“Shit,” Adora muttered. “Uh… we’re in the Whispering Woods. How about Woods?”

“Babe, I love you, but that’s the dumbest fucking thing you’ve ever said.”

“So no Woods,” Adora said. “Tree? Stream? Forest?”

Catra’s eyes widened. “Wait,” she said. “Forrest. I like that. Forrest.”

“Yeah?” Adora asked, leaning into Catra’s shoulder.

“Yeah.”

“Okay,” Adora said, her hold around her wife and son tightening. “His name is Forrest.”

“Our son.”

“Mhm.”

It wasn’t long before Forrest began to cry again. Adora stood up, knowing that she’d need to start taking steps forward.

“Catra,” she said, tapping her wife’s shoulder. “He should get a better wash, and you need rest. Nursing’s gotta happen eventually, too. We can’t stay here much longer.”

Catra looked down at Forrest, whose eyes were half-opened, the same grey-blue as Adora’s.

“But… the Fright Zone…”

“Bad things happened there,” Adora said, “but we filled it with love too. Anywhere we go, we’ll fill it with love.”

Catra stirred slightly, and Forrest looked up at his mama. Adora stared down at both, brimming with pride and adoration.

“At the end of the day, it’s just a place. We’re what matter. Along with our friends and family, who just happen to be there too.”

Catra nodded and passed the infant to Adora, who held him close.

“Fuck, fine, you’re right,” Catra said, a small smiling sneaking onto her face. “I was being ridiculous dragging us out here.”

“I wasn’t going to argue with the hysterical pregnant woman at the time,” Adora said, “but yeah, a little bit.”

“You’re driving the skiff,” Catra muttered as she shakily stood. Her strength continued to blow Adora away.

Adora took Catra’s hand and led her out of the clearing.

They traveled in the night breeze, but they were already home.

#spop #she ra #catradora #catra #adora #catradora moms #my writing

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If they did do a direct sequel to their animated Planet Hulk movie, what would you want to see to have it fit the tone set by the previous film? Like I'd want them to keep Miek as a loyal friend to Hulk and not have him turn out to be the traitor responsible for everything. It'd be very contrary to how he was written in the first movie.

That’s a very good question.

Right off the bat, making a faithful adaptation of World War Hulk while staying true to the tone of the Planet Hulk movie would be no easy task. While the Planet Hulk movie was by no means a jokey affair full of laughs and banter, it was also far from a hopelessly bleak angst-fest. Those who watched it would expect the same from a World War Hulk movie, but with raised stakes, so starting off with Sakaar getting utterly annihilated with 99% of all life being wiped out and chief among them Hulk’s new wife and their unborn son may be a bit extreme.

But here’s the thing. Stuff like Sakaar blowing up, the X-Mansion getting destroyed again, and so on are just aesthetic plot details. You can tell a story that captures the spirit of World War Hulk without following the comic panel for panel and line for line. Yes, nobody likes it when people muck about with the source material, but translating a story from book to movie is no easy feat and some things that work in a book won’t always work in a movie. Not to beat a dead horse, but look at the difference between Dawn of Justice and Civil War. Dawn of Justice borrowed a lot, a LOT of elements from The Dark Knight Returns, from the anti-Superman suit to several scenes and lines lifted directly from the book itself. In contrast, the Civil War movie only borrows a few bare plot details from the comic and does it’s own thing, which many would agree was for the best because the comic wasn’t very good. I don’t think you need me to tell you which one was the better movie. No, I’m not saying that’s always the case, but it was the case there.

The same goes for World War Hulk. In fact, removing some of the more problematic and questionable choices made in the book when making the movie would probably be for the better. Yes, we all know why World War Hulk was made in the first place. Civil War had just come to a close and everything was a freaking mess. Tony Stark just underwent one of the biggest character assassinations this side of Superman in The Dark Knight Returns, Steve Rodgers actually was assassinated, Spider-Man’s life was more of a chemical plant dumpster fire than usual, and everyone else was acting like assholes. At the time, the Marvel Universe needed a good kick in the ass and the Hulk was just the guy to wear the boot.

So for the movie? Do the opposite of the comic book opening. Under the rule of King Hulk and Queen Caiera the Oldstrong, Sakaar is thriving. Plants are growing, rivers are flowing, people are farming crops and raising weird alien livestock, basically the whole planet is coming back to life. Only instead of Hulk’s pod blowing open, while Hulk and Caiera stand on a hill overseeing the progress. You know the routine, she says he saved the planet, Hulk laments that he only breaks things, she says the planet is alive because of him and that she’s pregnant now, yeah you know the routine. That night, after a brief reintroduction of the characters from the previous movie (Korg, Miek, etc) maybe during a dinner scene or something, Hulk and Caiera lay peacefully in their bed. Out the window however you can see a bright light flashing in the sky, which is quickly revealed to be a ship coming out of hyperspace. Stirred awake by the sudden commotion, Hulk and Caiera get dressed, ready to investigate.

We cut to the ship coming in for a landing, where upon closer inspection it’s a Ravager ship that appears to have been damaged in a battle, and it comes to an uneasy landing just outside a farming village. Yes, you already know where I’m going with this. As some villagers go to investigate the ship, the pod-bay door opens up to reveal none other than the Guardians of the Galaxy. Only they’re a bit shaken. Star Lord has his arm in a sling, Gamora has a bandage over her eye and a leg injury that forces her to use her staff for support, Drax is bruised and battered like he just lost a boxing match in a Rocky movie, Rocket is perched on Groot’s shoulders because both of his legs are broken, and Groot looks less like a walking, talking alien tree and more like a walking, talking alien tree that just stepped out of a forest fire. It’s obvious both from their condition and that of the ship that they just got back from a battle that didn’t go in their favor and they barely escaped. As they step out of their ship and the villagers draw in closer, Star Lord breaks the silence.

“Where’s the Hulk?”

Right on cue, the Hulk lands almost directly in front of them, Caiera landing next to him and the rest of the arena-buddies catching up. Before anyone can say “There he is,” Hulk says that they seem to know him but he’s never seen them before. Of course, Peter Quill steps in and says that there’s another name they may know him by...Star Lord! It gets the reaction you’d expect, Hulk’s friends exchanging confused glances before Korg or someone says “Sorry...who?”

Before Star Lord can voice his disappointment, Gamora steps in saying that they don’t have time for this. She informs everyone, talking directly to the Hulk, that the Earth is in turmoil and they need his help. Heroes are fighting among themselves, villains are running amok like they own the place, and the world itself is on the brink of a world war as the governments and military are helpless to stop them. Hulk takes this about as well as you’d imagine, but being a good king he offers the guardians a place to heal and fix their ship, but also warns not to overstay their welcome. All the same, he refuses to help a planet that banished him, finishing with that if they want someone to set the heroes straight then they should call Captain America.

Silence, as the guardians exchange somber, stoic looks.

“We can’t.” Star Lord says in a low voice. “Cap’s dead.”

And that’s about as far as I’m willing to go story-wise and this post is getting a little too big, so I’ll sum it up from here. Eventually the Hulk decides to Help and returns to Earth and, what happens there? Well, it’s World War Hulk! From there, the Hulk and his buddies beat the super-snot out of the heroes and villains of the Marvel Universe with increasing scale and spectacle. He trashes the X-Men, he mows through the Fantastic Four, he battles Tony not just in his Hulkbuster armor but his entire armory, House Party Protocol style! Maybe a few of the heroes join him, like She-Hulk or Spider-Man. Maybe Ghost Rider shows up, maybe you throw Kamala Kahn in there because she’s got quite a fanbase now, but in any case it has to end with the Hulk fighting the Sentry, who we find out has been completely taken over by the Void and his evil influence is why the heroes are fighting in the first place. Only whereas in the comic the fight ended at a stand-still, this time it needs to end with a definitive winner; and it has to be the Hulk.

Yes, I know, that’s not how the comic ended, but remember many aspects of the comic haven’t aged well and we have to keep the tone on par with the Planet Hulk movie.

And...yeah. That about covers it. Thanks for the question, Ironblood. :)

[mommyofmanyhats]

Top 24 Unique and Easy Couples Halloween Costume Ideas

If you are planning on going to a Halloween party or event with your spouse, significant other, sibling, or bestie, you may be looking for a costume. These are some of this Mom’s favorite couples Halloween costume ideas, the deviled egg is my first choice.

Funny Couples Halloween Costume Ideas

Are you the funny couple? Do you like to make your friends laugh or are you always pulling pranks? Here are some of our favorite funny couple Halloween costume ideas.

Bacon and Eggs

Who doesn’t like bacon and eggs? This is a super fun costume that is perfect for any two people. It is not necessarily themed for a couple, so you can wear it with a friend, parent, child, or co-worker. Both of the costumes are about 16 inches high and fit the average adult as a one-size-fits-all costume. These can also be used with teens.

Peanut Butter and Jelly Couples Costume

One of the top couple’s costumes on last year was the peanut butter and jelly set so I thought it was worth a mention again this year. These are unisex costumes, so anyone can wear the Halloween costumes. One of them contains an oversized peanut butter bread slice as the costume, while the other one has a jelly bread slice.

Wine and Cheese Set

We’ve been told that the best way to make a good impression at a tony party is to bring along a tasteful wine and cheese pairing. If you are looking for a fun adult’s couple costume, consider going as a wine and cheese set. And we don’t see how anybody could do better than this hilarious costume set, which lets everyone know just how much you and your partner hope they enjoy the hors d’oeuvres! This is another one-size-fits-all adult costume set, this time where one of you is the shape of a wine bottle and the other is shaped like a cheese platter with a large inflatable knife.

Nerd Couple

Nerds can be shy, socially awkward, and dress strangely, but you know what else they can do? Party! Don’t believe us? Take this Nerdy Nerd Costume for a spin, and you’ll feel the geeky partying spirit before you can recite the number pi to the 100th digit! (Which is a 9, btw. Thanks, Google!)  Dressing up in this classic nerd style costume costume is a good step toward embracing your own inner nerd. Several options are available for men nerds and women nerds alike.

Mr and Mrs Potato Head Costume

  There are always some big questions lingering over common items and practices, and Mr. Potato Head is nearly at the top of the list! Who was the first to think of making molded pieces of a face to adorn your boring old potato? That’s not where the Potato Head questions end, either. Who decided that this newly anthropomorphic potato man needed a wife? And who came up with the idea that his rear end was to be storage for said parts. We may never know, but in the end, we’re glad they thought of it. This Mr and Mrs Potato Head Costume will be a blast from the past. We just hope you’re not plagued with an existential crisis when you’re supposed to be partying.

Plug and Socket Costume

In the vast world of domestic hardware and fixtures, you’d be hard pressed to find two things more perfectly designed for each other than the electrical plug and socket. Without each other, plugs and sockets are just spare parts in separate bins; but when you put them together, the magic happens! It may sound sappy, but when you and your sweetie are wearing this cute Plug and Socket Costume together, you’ll feel that magic too!

Now, when we’re talking about the “magic” of the plug and socket in this couple’s costume, all the stuff we just said still applies, except we’re trying not to giggle while we say it. You and your special someone can wear these costumes to show everyone how perfectly you go together! Or, you can wear them to an electrician’s convention and see how many awkward looks you can get from people. If that sounds like fun, then you two really are made for each other!

Oreo Cookie Couples Costume

Do you two finish each other’s. . . sandwiches? When you two split a piece of pie does one of you prefer the crust while the other loves the filling? It’s not often that the heart and the stomach align allowing the perfect snack pack to come together. If you’re looking for an edible take on the classic couples costume this Oreo ensemble won’t disappoint.

Cookies and cream have been a classic combo long before the Oreo. How beautiful that two chocolate cookies get to be together until the crunchy and delicious end. People have been craving that creamy crunch since we were living in caves. In fact, while some paleontologists have argued that the circle motif stands for the circle of life, many have hypothesized that cave drawings depicting a circle within a circle were rudimentary designs for the early Oreo.

Deviled Eggs

This is by far my favorite couples Halloween costume idea this year. I mean, who doesn’t love eggs? There are so many ways to eat your eggs; fried, poached, hard-boiled, scrambled, sunny side up, and… DEVILED! A devil costume and this egg are sure to give you one of the punniest costumes at the party. Just don’t forget, everyone also loves a good egg pun, so don’t be shy to use this as an opportunity to crack a few yolks.

Gru and Minion Couples Costumes

As we found out with the smash hit Minions, the little yellow guys of Despicable Me fame have served many masters over the years. But we still think they work best with Gru! Pair this Minion costume and Gru costume together, and you’ll be a pair of truly despicable characters for your couples theme. In fact, you’ll probably be ready to pull off a major heist at your big Halloween get-together, or attend a ballet recital.

  Famous Couple Halloween Costume Ideas

There are famous couples throughout history, why not celebrate them this Halloween. From bad guys to good guys to real life couples, there are plenty of choices in our famous couples Halloween costume ideas.

Joker and Harley Quinn

Two of Gotham’s famous villains, Harley Quinn and the Joker, have a relationship based on love or, uh… insanity! If you are in the mood for causing a little trouble or making people squirm with a truly demented sense of humor, then this pair of Batman villains might be perfect couples look for you. With these authentic DC Comics inspired costumes, you’ll be ready to go toe to toe with the Bat… but just a little bit of advice, you might want to be prepared to get locked up in Arkham Asylum afterwards! These costume choices running the gamut from scary to sexy, we’ve got a Joker look and a Harley look that are sure to let you put your style stamp on this Gotham City couple.

Captain America and the Black Widow

The Marvel Cinematic Universe film series is still churning out movie after movie of fast paced Avengers action. I think any pair of Avengers costumes would be a great fit for a heroic minded couple, but Captain America and the Black Widow are definitely the male/female couple that would kick the most party butt! We also have female versions of the Iron Man and Captain America costumes, so any woman can be the superhero of her choosing. Coordinate your Marvel look with your costume partner, and get ready to help save the world!

Superman and Wonder Woman

Officially, Wonder Woman and Superman are just “really good friends,” but they are a fan favorite couple nevertheless. We sure think that makes it pretty hard to resist a night in the shoes of the Amazing Amazonian and the Man of Steel! Hit the town as this superhuman power couple, and you won’t even need the rest of Justice League to help save the day. Coordinate one of our fantastic Wonder Woman looks with any of our authentic Superman costumes for a great time. (Just don’t forget your golden lasso!)

Dottie Hinson and Coach Jimmy Dugan

“You’re gonna lose, you’re gonna lose!” Not with these costumes! Our authentic League of Their Own costumes will give you the perfect combination of classic, fun, and nostalgia. You can be Coach Jimmy Dugan and Dottie Hinson for the working couple that’s always butting heads, or coordinate Dottie and her sister Kit Keller for a same sex costume duo. Just accessorize your costume looks with a pair of gloves, and you’ll be ready to hit the field or locker room. Just remember, “There’s no crying in baseball!” OR at Halloween parties.

Forrest Gump and Jenny

Forrest Gump may not be the smartest man, but he is very wise (especially when he decided to invest in Apple in the 80s). Ever since he and Jenny were little kids he knew they belonged together. The exclusive Forrest Gump costume pairs perfectly with any of these hippie costume to recreate the characters from the classic film. Because if there’s one thing we know about Forrest and Jenny? They go together like “shrimp and grits.” And that’s all we have to say about that.

Captain Morgan and Coke

Okay maybe not a famous couple, but the definately go great together. It’s one of the most popular cocktails, the classic Captain and Coke, and it can make its appearance in more than one way on Halloween night. Pick up a Captain Hook costume and transform the look into Captain Morgan himself. When paired with this Coke bottle costume, you’re sure to have the best couples Halloween costume at the party. (Bonus points if you can figure out how to lug that barrel around all night lol.) Cheers, mate!

Bonnie and Clyde

Grab your pair of Tommyguns and you might just become the new Bonnie and Clyde! Hopefully not really though… it’s just pretend! You know you’d love to hop into a time machine and head back to the roaring 20s, but the next best thing is going in one of our fantastic Gangster and Flapper couple’s looks! There is a wide selection of flapper costumes on the web, so you’ll be able to pick out a style, cut, and color that will complement your gangster guy perfectly.

Captain Hook and Tinkerbell

For a fun look why not go as the delightfully wicked Captain Hook and the effervescent Tinkerbell as your couples costume combo! You can play these classic characters like they appeared in Disney animated films or even in live action films like Hook and Pan. These two are usually adversaries, but we’re sure any couple will have a delightfully magical time. Have a little one you will be dragging along, they can be your little crock! Pixie dust unfortunately is not included.

Mario and Luigi

I’m a child of the 80s and a huge Super Mario Brother fan. So this duo may not be a couple, but definitely are an iconic pair.  With female versions of both Luigi and Mario, you can choose which character you want to be, and make your date the other half of this dynamic duo. You might not get a chance to transport to the Mushroom Kingdom from your party, but we recommend being ready for Koopas and Goombas to try and crash the scene anyways! If nothing else you’ll have fun humming the theme song all night long. Doo doo doo.

BamBam and Pebbles

The Flintstones are all grown up now, go as Pebbles and Bamm Bamm. Perhaps you know them from the old cartoon, or perhaps you know them better as those weirdly addicting chewable vitamins, but either way you know they are a classic! As young adult versions of these classic animated characters, you’ll finally be able to get the modern stone age family out of Bedrock and find yourself a proper place to party. Yabba-dabba-doo!

Where’s Waldo?

“Where’s Waldo?” Well there are two of them over there, and I’ve never seen stripes look so good! Consider going as one of the most popular looks when you coordinate a Waldo and Wenda costume together. We have to imagine Waldo gets pretty lonely out in the crowd. So we’re sure he’ll be glad to have his girlfriend Wenda along. You can pick one of these Where’s Waldo costume options for men and women to make sure your couple’s look is spot on.

Other Great Couples Halloween Costume Ideas

Couple costumes are so much fun, but you don’t to be a famous couple to winner the contest. Something clever like zombies, egyptians or characters from the same movie can also be a hit pair. So explore some more of this moms couples Halloween costume ideas and find something you both will love.

Zombie Couple Costumes

Fan of AMC’s The Walking Dead? Pick your favorite zombi and embrace your inner killer. What better time than the present to go as zombies for your couple’s costume? You can be a lovelorn pair of the undead, destined to spend the rest of their reanimated days together in search of fresh flesh. Mmmmmmm. Coordinate any of these zombie looks with your partner to create a couple’s look that’s simply to die for. Just be on the lookout for a crossbow wielding biker dude or a certain sheriff!

Renaissance Themed Costumes

With hit shows like Game of Thrones and Vikings, Renaissance themed costumes are at an all-time height of popularity. Except maybe back when they weren’t even a costume and people dressed like that every day! Whether you prefer fire and ice, or the sharp blade of an axe, there are tons of Renaissance themed costumes that will be the perfect fit. Head to the Ren Fest and have some mead, because whichever costume look you choose, it’s sure to be just downright medieval! Pair up as a warrior and a shield maiden, a king and a princess, or even as just a pair of twisted court jesters.

Greek Themed Costumes

With Greek men’s and women’s costumes, you can be a pair of wise philosophers, Spartan warriors, or even gods like Zeus and Hera! Classical Greece is responsible for many of the foundations of Western Culture. So what better way to do a throwback look than by going way, way back!  With robe based tunics and togas, these are some of the most comfortable costume looks to wear, and I love to be comfy. And you have to admit, it’s pretty fun to spend your night being worshiped as a god! Just bring plenty of grapes to feed each other.

Egyptian Couple

There are a variety of goddess, pharaoh, and even mummy costumes, so you can choose your Egyptian historical pair of choice for your couples theme. These blast from-the-past looks are sure to have you feeling like historic royalty! What better way to command respect at a party than by making a grand entrance as Cleopatra and a pharaoh. Rule the Nile as some of the top historical figures when you coordinate an Egyptian look for your costume duo.

Perfectly Accessorize Your Couples Halloween Costume Ideas

Don’t forget to pair up these great costumes with great accessories. The right Halloween costume makeup can make or break a costume, and costume contest. From clowns to zombie, you’ll want to finish the outfit off right.

If you are really looking to get the perfect look and win your couples Halloween costume contest, then every little detail matters. Contacts can really finish your look. The mummy eyes, witch eyes, even web eyes can really complete your scary look.

Other Halloween Costume Ideas

If you are still looking for inspiration past our couples Halloween costume ideas, check out some of our other Halloween ideas. This mom covers everything from costumes to planning the perfect Halloween party.

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