#not naming names on that but i'd hear about scott through him too and just the wild difference between how rudin treats his stars

[mxltifxnd0m]

𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗗𝗔𝗟𝗔 𝗩𝗦 𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦

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Summary: You and Stiles can’t choose a couples costume

Pairings: Stiles Stilinski x fem! Reader, Scott McCall x platonic fem! Reader 

Words: 1.6K

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Warnings: no use of y/n, fluff, language, suggestive, spicy, implied smut, BUT NO SMUT, kinda a college au!

A/N: This was intended to be released in October, but I could not figure out how to finish it for my life. But hey, better late than never, am I right? Anyway I had no clue that Han and Leia’s ship name was Scoundress, but the more you know. Also, it is my first time writing for Stiles!

not beta read but YOLO

𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘬𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

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"I don't know why you insist we should be Anakin and Padme! We would fit Leia and Han more for Halloween." Stiles whispered harshly, not looking up from the notebook that he was scribbling in.

You roll your eyes at him, "What are you talking about? I said we could do either, but I'd prefer if we were Anakin and Padme." You whisper to him. His head snaps up to protest, but a chair scrapes along the carpeted floor and interrupts Stiles. 

"There you guys are! I was wondering where you were." Scott says a little too loud, and the people at the other tables surrounding you and Stiles give Scott a dirty look.

"Scott, I know you don't visit the library often, but we typically use our inside voices." You whisper as he sits down next to Stiles. Scott shoots you a glare. 

"Anyways, I disagree. We should be Leia and Han, and that's final." You can see that Stiles is done with the conversation.

You squint suspiciously at your boyfriend, "You just want to see me in Leia's slave outfit from ROTJ, don't you?" You can see a red flush creep up Stiles's face and the tips of his ear as he stammers, trying to defend himself before giving up and returning to his notes. You chuckled under your breath to avoid disturbing the other students. 

Scott looks between the two of you, confused, "What are you guys even talking about?" 

"We are trying to figure out what costume we will wear to the party your frat is hosting." You explain, your voice low, "But we are split between two costumes. I want us to be Anakin and Padme, but Stiles-" He snaps up at the call of his name, focusing on the conversation, "-wants us to be Leia and Han." You glare at Stiles. 

"I thought Luke and Leia were together?" Scott says cluelessly. Both you and Stiles groan loudly at Scott's words. A girl from a nearby table glares at you and shushes you. You apologize quietly and turn your gaze to Scott. 

"We've gone over this before Scott. Luke and Leia are siblings, and Han and Leia are together. Do you just forget the movies as soon as we watch them?" Stiles asked exasperatedly. 

"No, I tend to fall asleep halfway through the marathons," Scott says guiltily as he scratches the back of his neck. Stiles closes his eyes and uses his hand to rub his face frustratedly. Stiles murmured something under his breath, and Scott's face screwed up into an offended expression.  

"I heard that." 

"Yeah, no shit, you did. I'm the one who said it for your little werewolf ears to hear." Stiles scoffed quietly at Scott. 

Scott goes to retort, but you snap your fingers twice to get their attention. "As much as I would love to see the two of you bicker, we all know how loud you guys get when you do, and I don't fancy getting kicked out of the library." You smile sardonically at them. They roll their eyes at you but yelp in pain as you lean over the table and tug their ears. 

"Could you guys be quiet? Some people are studying." The girl from earlier whispered firmly to you guys. 

You wince at her tone, "Sorry, we're leaving now." You whispered. You glared at Scott and Stiles and started to pack up your things to leave the library. Stiles scrambled to pack his things, and the two boys followed you outside the library. 

Stiles wraps an arm around your shoulder as you walk through the quad. You thread your fingers through his hand, and he squeezes your hand three times. The annoyed expression melted off your face, and a smile replaced it. You take a quick glance at your phone, checking the time. 

Your eyes widen, "Shit! I have to go! My class starts in 10 minutes." You untangle yourself, "Our discussion isn't over." You tell Stiles before separating yourself from him, pecking his cheek, and waving goodbye at the both of them as you speed walk to your class. 

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The sound of a keyboard clacking echoes through your silent bedroom. You're hunched over your laptop on your bed as you work on one of your papers for your English class. Lofi beats play quietly in your headphones as you read through your paper for the final time before returning to it tomorrow to edit it. A knock at your bedroom door catches your attention. 

"Yeah, what's up?" You say to your roommate as she peaks her head into your room. 

"You have a visitor." She says with a knowing smirk on her face. 

You roll your eyes at her, smiling, "Tell him he's actually banned from the apartment, then let him in." You instruct as you remove your headphones and stretch your back from your hunched position.  

She nods and closes your door before leaving. You can hear the voice of your roommate and Stiles's voice talking lowly in the apartment's entryway. You hear a scoff from Stiles and footsteps quickly entering the apartment and heading toward your room. He burst through your door, pointing at you. 

"You are so mean, you know that?" Stiles says with a slight pout on his face. He removed his backpack and toed off his shoes to leave near your door. He stands in the doorframe for a moment before you see a mischievous glint passes through his eye, and you catch it. 

"Stiles." You say his name warningly. 

He sends you an innocent smile before quickly running towards you and jumping onto your bed. You yelp loudly, closing your laptop and moving it out of the way of Stiles's landing. He lands on top of you, effectively pinning you to the bed. You can feel Stiles's chest move from his giggling fit as you try to squirm from underneath him. You give up after trying to push him off of you and thread your hand through his hair, scratching his scalp. He relaxes on top of you, settling his total weight on you. After a few minutes, he eventually rolls off you and sits on your bed.

"Any reason as to why you're at my apartment?" You ask him as you sit up and shift until your back rests against your headboard. You go to grab your laptop, but it's quickly moved from out of your reach, and you turn to glare at your boyfriend. 

"Oh, don't give me that look, you know what that does to me babe." Stiles sarcastically as he moves your laptop to your desk. 

"Besides, I'm here to present my argument as to why we should be Han and Leia for Halloween and not Anakin and Padme." Stiles moves closer to you and boops your nose after he finishes his sentence. You scrunch your nose at his actions and shake your head at him.  

"Nope, not going to hear it." 

He groans loudly, "I knew I shouldn't have asked you out, you prefer the prequels over the originals." He flops down on your bed, his head landing on your lap as his legs dangle over the side of the bed. 

"Is that your way of saying that we should break up?" You raise an eyebrow at him. 

He shot up from your lap, "NO! Absolutely not. You're like the woman of my dreams. I'd be an idiot if I broke up with you. Especially with the amount of shit we went through together in high school. I actually had dreams about marrying you, so-" His hands wave wildly as he begins to ramble. You roll your eyes at him and grab his chin to kiss his mouth to shut him up. He immediately shuts up and melts into the kiss. You peck his lips before pulling away. 

"You're such a dork." You smile at Stiles. 

"You're dating this dork." 

"Yeah, maybe Lydia was right. I am out of your league." You joke, and a noise of offense comes from Stiles. You chuckle at his pouty expression and peck his lips.

"I'm kidding babe." You say as you pull away. You move around the bed to straddle him, your thighs on either of his hips, his hands coming to rest on your waist, and you rest your arms on his shoulders. 

"How about we make a compromise? We go as Anakin and Padme this year, and then we can go as Han and Leia next Halloween." Stiles opens his mouth to respond, but you quickly put a finger in front of his lips. 

"I wasn't done, and to sweeten the deal, I'll wear Leia's slave outfit underneath both costumes." You lean closer to Stiles, "How does that sound." You whisper seductively in his ear and plant a kiss underneath it before pulling back to see his whiskey-colored eyes darkening slightly with desire. His hands tighten around your waist before flipping the two of you around, you landing on your back. At the same time, Stiles settles in between your open legs and hovering above you. 

"It doesn't sound fair, but if you wear the outfit often then I'll let it slide." He says lowly, lowering his face closer to yours. 

"Deal." You say breathily, your lips brushing his as you speak. 

"Deal." He says before smashing his lips against yours passionately. Your hands begin to wander and tug at each other's clothes. The room slowly grows hot and fills with low groans and whines coming from both of you. After you finished, you guys showered, went out to get the costumes, and tried them on when you returned to the apartment. 

Let's just say the slave outfit came off as soon as you put it on. 

#daisy writes #stiles stilinski #stiles stilinski x reader #stiles stilinski x female reader #stiles stilinski x fem reader #stiles stilinski fanfiction #stiles stilinski imagine #stiles stilinski fluff #teen wolf fanfiction #stiles stilinski x you #stiles stilinski x y/n #halloween fluff #teen wolf x reader

[salliesimpkins]

“I like you a lot”

Isaac lahey x fem!Reader

TW: Smut, oral (fem receiving), use of pet names, claws, nipple play

+16 read at your own risk. I’m not your mommy A/N: first smut to write + english isn’t my first lang word count: 2.5K

You were at school, leaning against your locker. smiling at and laughing with Stiles, until you caught Isaac glaring at you across the hall, visibly upset.

"alright Stiles I've got to go now, I'll see ya" you walked away after Stiles nodded and walked to Scott, and you made your way to Isaac.

"hey" you flashed him a smile and he blushed. How could he not? he thought you were the most beautiful thing ever.

The beta glanced over Stiles before turning back to you. "hey.." he spoke softly.

"Just tired... I uhh, I’ve got a lot on my mind lately" he said slowly and softly, not wanting to ruin this moment between you two.

You nodded slowly, feeling bad for him. "well you know, you can always talk to me" you said softly, reassuring him that he's got someone by his side.

You watched him closely as he looked at you quietly, and you didn't want to rush him to speak, you knew how sensitive Isaac is. It made him feel pathetic when he opened up to anyone or asked for help, that's what his dad has taught him. That a man is a man, boys don't cry, but Isaac knew you, he loved you, trusted you, and he knew your listen and get him anytime.

"I've just been going back.. thinking about my family" He looked down as his expression softened.

"oh" you whispered softly and placed your hand on the boy's back, rubbing it gently. "I know you've suffered from your dad your whole life, but his death Isn’t your fault".

Isaac flinched, but he didn't move away from you. Even though your gesture was tiny, it felt huge to him, It made him on top of the world. He let out a soft sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. "I know... I just-" he paused, unsure if he can keep going or not, but he really counted on you, so he kept going. "I didn't even cry at the funeral and everyone thinks I don't care, that I was wishing the whole time i'd get rid of him, and the problem is.. it's true. I was relieved that he's dead"

"Honey listen to me" you took a step closer, placing both your hands on his shoulder. "your dad used to lock you in a freezer. that night.. that night he hurt you and you ran like any other night, because you didn't know what he would die" you then place your hand on isaac's cheek, caressing it softly "you were just scared, you did nothing wrong"

Isaac paused for a moment and leaned into your touched as he shivered. The relief he felt when his father died was a burden to him, but he knew you were saying the truth so he bit his lip thoughtfully. He wanted to say that your hand felt to right on his skin, but he didn't and rubbed his face with his hand then looked at you hesitantly as he spoke. "I- Iwas scared" his voice trembled as he stammered softly, making you unsure if he meant you to hear him. he slowly smiled at you softly and leaned into your touch again, causing his breath to hitch.

you sighed softly as you try to build up some courage and confidence to ask him to go out with you, but you were too scared that he'd turn you down so you just looked quietly at the ground until you heard a familiar 5 taps on the locker next to you and looked to the direction to see lydia. She must have noticed your flustered face because she tilted her head at Isaac and winked at you. You two have been talking about it and she was eager for you to confess to him, and apparently she was so sure Isaac wouldn't let you down for a reason she wouldn't tell.

you snapped out of my trance as Isaac cleared his throat and looked at the same direction you were just looking at, except there was nobody there.

"sorry about that. I was just wondering if you would want to go home with me? I mean-" You paused and took a deep breath. "why don't you come over and we can just.. relax?" you asked nervously as he just looked at you quietly. "Scott's sneaking out with Allison again and our mom won't be home until ten.. so I was thinking if you'd want to just come over instead of staying alone or with Derek, he could be lame sometimes" I chuckle nervously and put on a fake confident grin.

Isaac stayed quiet for a moment or two, taking in your words, and he thought there was no way he could turn that down, the thought of you and him alone in the house with no distractions. He knew he wanted it but he wasn't sure if you did. if you were just doing him a favour because you felt bad, but he decided to push his paranoia to the side and smiled at you softly with a blush on his cheek, nodding. "I'd like that, if you're okay with it"

"ahh perfect! we are gonna have so much fun! we can watch the notebook too if you want to, or maybe cook or play or just" you pause for a second or two, not wanting to creep Isaac out with your sudden excitement. "we could just.. chill you know?" You looked up at him with a smile.

The two of you walked to your house, as Stiles has already left with his jeep, and while you were walking you felt Isaac's hand brush against yours until he took it in, intertwining your fingers together. you could feel how his hand shakes softly and you knew his stomach was probably flipping, he was a nervous wreck.

You held his hand confidently the way home until you reached it and opened the front door for the two of you. After walking in, you turned to Isaac and smiles. "do you wanna stay in the living room, or go to my room? or we can even cook something!" you asked excitedly.

"Your room...?" He asked hesitantly. Your room was usually off limits, that's where you go to relax on your own, away from the pack. He couldn't deny how much he wanted to be there with you. But part of him knows it won't end at just being in your room. Not that he had a problem but that he was worried from Scott's reaction if he knew Isaac was in his sister's room alone in the house. Scott and Isaac were best friends and Isaac didn't want to risk it, but he still loved you.

you saw the look on isaac's face as he started to look overwhelmed, and more anxious than he was, so you decided to cool it down. "I mean it's okay but if you don't want to that's fine. we can sit in the living room" you shrugged, leaving the decision for him to make as you looked at his eyes.

Isaac nodded slowly, looking at your lips then your eyes. "your room" he said softly and carelessly. He wanted to be with you alone. he didn't care what scott would think, he didn't care what the whole pack would think, he only cared about you and being with you, he wanted you.

you smiled and tilted your head for him to follow you. you walked past Scott's room until you reached your room then you walked to the bed, After taking off your shoes, sitting on the bed, then patting on the space next to you for Isaac to sit on.

Isaac followed you to your room, closing his door behind him. His heart skipped a beat when you asked him to sit next to you and the only thing he could think of is how nervous he is. he looked at you and he thought you look so vulnerable, sitting alone waiting for him to join you, so he took a few steps, trying to regulate his breath before sitting next to you. He was so close and nervous, slowly turning his neck to look at you.

"so.. what would you like to do?" you asked softly, trying to make sure he's not uncomfortable.

Isaac looked at you and for the first time he has walked in the room, he didn't know what to say. A part of him wanted to kiss you and see what happened but he didn't want to make you pressured, and he didn't want to risk kissing Scott's sister, he was the leader of the pack, so he let the silence between you linger before he decided to break the ice.

"can I be honest with you?" he stressed.

"of course, I won't judge" i nodded in reassurance

Isaac struggles to speak so he leans closer to you. He just wants you to understand him, he needs you to know how he feels, what he's been thinking of, but it's hard for someone like him, someone whom emotions always were rejected. He took a deep breath and leaned closer as his eyes fluttered between your lips and eyes then he opened his mouth to speak but he failed so he looked one more time at you before smashing his lips on yours as he moved one hand on the back of your neck as the other ran over your back to your hips, pulling your whole body into his lap while you froze in shock before pulling him closer, cupping his cheeks while you kissed him back with the same amounts of passion.

After a few moments he pulls away, and looks at you in shock, he had expected everything other than you kissing him back.

"I'm sorry. I probably shouldn't have kissed you and if scott finds out he's gonna kill me and-" you cut him off pulling him in another kiss, slowly pushing him to lay down as you move on top of him.

"Scott doesn't have to know" you whispered pulling him in a deeper kiss that made him forget everything.

he was in a daze as he pulled away from you. "you look so beautiful when you kiss me like that" he said softly with a soft smirk that caused you to blush.

He smiled softly as he gently ran his fingers thorough your hair. "you're so beautiful you know? it's just so hard to focus on anything else when we are like that, when you're with me. We can take this as slow as you want"

you pulled him for a kiss in response, breaking it as you smiling against lips, and he moaned softly, slipping his hands under your shirt, caressing your soft skin.

"i want this. you. Right here, right now, But I also don't want to hurt you so tell me what you want, darling." he whisper in your ear as his breath hit your neck, causing you to shiver.

"i want you, please" you whined and pulled him into another kiss as your tongue begged for entrance in his mouth. he let out a soft involuntary moan, as his caresses on your back got faster. His tongue danced with your and he began to grind on you, making you feel the hard bulge in his jeans that rubbed your throbbing pussy, until you pulled away from the kiss breathlessly, pushing him up by his chest, reaching to his shirt, playing with a soft fabric slowly. He sat up on his knees in front of you between your legs, taking off his shirt. You looked up at him, slowly placing the balm of your hand on his chest, tracing your finger over it to his stomach. He let out a low groan while he watched you trace your fingers over his chest, his muscles tensed under your touch.

"you're killing me honey" He whispered, moving closer to you as he kissed your neck slowly, then he sat up again as his hands found their way between your legs. Should undo your bra, or maybe start with these pants?" he teased, and sprung his claws out, moving them swiftly above you, tearing off your clothes.

"i loved that set" you pouted and he smirked

"i'll get you new ones" he pulled your clothes off your body, tossing them away on the floor with his shirt.

He smirked when he saw the blush on your face when you looked away, leaning down to your neck. "don't be shy baby" he whispered, before tracing kissed down your collarbone.

you moaned softly, moving your hands to caress his back softly and he let out a sigh against your skin. His hands found your thighs as he rubbed them slowly, kissing lower and lower. His kisses and nibbles reached your chest, taking a nipple in his mouth, swirling and sucking around it while he groped the other one with his hand, pinching the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger teasingly.

"I love you, so much" He showered your stomach with smooches and pecks, until his mouth found your slit, running his tongue through your wetness, humming in satisfaction. "so wet baby" he flicked your clit with his tongue as you struggled to answer him back, running your fingers through his hair as you pulled them gently. He took one of his hand, wrapping it around my waist to keep me down while he slid a finger in you with the other, slowly and gently, causing you to moan softly.

he sucked your clit harder making you pull his hair tightly, causing him to moan which vibrates against your pussy as his fingers go faster, feeling you clench around them, sucking them in. "Fuck Isaac" you whined. "i'm so close" you whispered, wondering if he even heard you, then he confirmed as he added a finger in, moving his fingers in a scissoring motion, stretching you out as you pull his hair tighter. "Isaac!" you warned, and he understood as you reached your climax, coating his fingers with your cum while he kept his gaze on you then he pulled them out, lapping at your pussy hungrily, taking in your juices.

"you're so sweet baby" he moved up to kiss you as you taste your own arousal. He pulled away from the kiss and you bit your lip, panting for air and you moved your hand to his head, pulling him back down to kiss you, you couldn't get enough of him.

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hope you guys liked this 🎀

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[cevansbaby-dove]

Hairdresser reader and Chris Evans one shot.

Warnings: none just flirty stuff.

7Am that was the time you got on set for a new movie that the directors asked you to be the hairstylist for the actors in it and boy you were so happy about the job, you have been a hairdresser for about three years and you loved your clients and how they felt after you did their hair.

"hey Y/n welcome to the set" You smiled. "I am glad to be here! thanks for asking me to help out"

The lady smiles. "Sure no problem your first client is running late he isn't a fan of getting his hair done but he'll be here around nine so i think we have some that need touch ups if you want to do that"

You nod. "Sure let me just get my things set out and i'll be right with them"

You fix up some actors hair and you have a great time with them when the last one leaves you are sipping coffee and you hear a man say. "uh hey is this y/n l/n's trailer?"

You turn and see a tall man built very nicely in a grey shirt and blue jeans. You smile. "yes sir it is have a seat please"

He sits down and you touch his hair lightly it feel soft on your fingers.

"So How do you want it?' he smiles under his mask. "your the magic girl i'll let you pick"

You look at his hair through the mirror and say. "okay" You fix his hair a bit and say. "So i didn't catch your name Sir"

He smiles through his mask. "Evans Princess"

You laugh. "Well that's a um...interesting name you have Evans princess"

Chris laughs. "Sorry it's chris...Chris evans not princess that was for you" he shakes his head. "hey don't mess up my art Evans" he looks at you through the mirror. "sorry"

You smile and then someone knocks on the door. "Come in please" you said as you finish his hair the door swings open and His brother scott walks in. "Hello I see you found your way around the set already chris"

Chris nods. "Yea this girl does wonders on my hair too" You smile. 'hey scott welcome to the set" You and scott have been buddies for a few months after he's come to your salon for haircuts and you didn't know chris was his brother too.

"yea hey y/n nice to see you again" You smile. "Hey scott great to see you here your in this movie too?"

"No no my brother is though" You nod "oh cool! i'd love to meet him the way you talk about him he seems super sweet" Chris clears his throat and stands up holds his hand out to you. "Hi I'm Chris Evans his brother"

You look at him in shock and say. "you...your..he's your...wow um hi" You shake his hand feeling a blush on your cheeks.

You walk around him grabbing your stuff. "Your hair is done"

Scott says. "you two seem to hit it off quick i thought you would" He smiles and you turn and look at scott.

"what nooo i couldn't um i mean...I have a lunch break see you boys around" You walk out without another word.

1 pm.

Shit! did you just hit on scott's brother? Oh man you feel like shit now omg is he married? dating someone?

"uh y/n if he was either he wouldn't have called us princess" You said in a low voice.

Your sipping your water when chris comes over without a mask on god damn his beard looks amazing.

You smile when he walks to you and says. "do you have an extra band-aid? cus i scraped my knee falling for you"

You blink. "Was that a hit from you Evans Princess?" You smirk. He sits down by you. "Maybe...is that ok?"

You roll your eyes at him laughing lightly "does Evans princess have a wife or girlfriend?"

He sighs. "Nope just me and my dog dodger" You smile. "I love dogs!" He smiles "you should meet him sometime he loves anyone" You laugh. "sounds like fun Evans princess"

"god that name is so bad" You laugh. "Your the one who said it first plus it suits you"

During the rest of the day you are working and chris walks in sometimes to get his hair done. "Chris who did this to your hair?"

He looks at you through the mirror. "Work that's who" You shake your head playing with his hair not knowing he messes it up to just see you work on it.

A/N: might make another part for this it's cute! it's short but the next one will be longer.

Tags:@nicoline1998enilocin @cutedisneygrl @patzammit @armystay89 @mrsevans90

#chris evans x female reader #chris evans x reader #chris evans x assistant!reader #chris evans x y/n #chris evans x reader fluff #chris evans x yn #chris evans x you

[a-writer-on-elm-street]

Ok I loved your Brett imagine and I have a request if you are taking them still where the reader is studying to be a doctor and working alongside Melissa at the hospital maybe during med student experience and they bring in a member of the pack and they’re all amazed at how calm and level headed the reader is and Brett is so proud when he hears members of the hospital calling her Dr? 🥹

Doctor

Pairing: Brett x Fem!Reader

Warnings: brief mentions of blood.

A/N: Thank you so much for the request! I'm so glad you liked my other fic and I hope you enjoy this one. Also, I'm always taking requests but if you're ever unsure, it'll tell you on my pinned post whether my requests are open. (y/l/n = your last name)

It had been a slow day at the hospital. People had been filtering in and out every so often with minor injuries but nothing too serious had happened thus far. A sense of restlessness crept over you as you slumped over the front desk, watching Melissa McCall tending to a patient. You'd been working alongside her as part of your med student experience, and needless to say, she was brilliant. You admired her.

But as much as you loved it here, you had to admit that you did wish things were more hands on. Most days, you were confined to the front desk, filing papers and arranging appointments. It was pretty rare that you were able to deal with patients. But you didn't mind much, because the times that you did deal with patients, it was gratifying.

However, it seemed things were about to get a little more 'hands on' when paramedics came crashing through the doors with someone on a gurney. And when you heard the name of the new patient, you immediately sprung into action.

"Oh my god, Liam?" You called, slipping out from behind the desk and making your way over to him.

When you saw the blood, your first instinct was to freak out, because he was your friend and it seemed like he was severely injured. But then you remembered, he was your friend, which meant you had to stay calm. You had to keep your composure if you wanted to do this the right way.

Voices seemed to clash together in all the commotion, but you were able to discern the voice of your attending as they asked you a question. "Doctor (y/l/n), taking into account the patient's injuries, what do you suggest we do?"

You quickly swept your gaze over him, desperately racking your brain for a response. You could see clear head injuries, which gave you only one answer. "We need to take him down to neuro for a CT."

"That's right. Well done, Doctor (y/l/n). Are you going to accompany us down to neuro?"

You gave your attending a quick nod, before helping them escort Liam down to neuro for a head CT.

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"Is he gonna be okay?"

You turned to look at Scott, who was watching you nervously from the other side of Liam's hospital bed, offering him a small smile in response. "Well his healing seems to have kicked in, so I'd say he's gonna be just fine."

Scott released a breath then, relief washing over him as he stared down at his friend. He was pretty beat up, but he was going to be fine.

You gave Scott a reassuring nod, before leaving him alone in the room with Liam. And when you approached the front desk, you were surprised to see Brett leaning against it, a small smile appearing on his face when he saw you.

"Hey." He grinned, his hand immediately reaching out to tangle his fingers in your hair.

"Hey."

"So uh, I hear you're a doctor now." He smiled, his fingers still absently trailing through your hair.

"Oh, so you heard about Liam huh." You assumed, considering that was probably the only reason he was here right now.

"Is he...is he okay?" Brett finally asked after a moment of silence. "I heard it was pretty bad."

"Yeah, he's fine. Do you...wanna go see him? Because Scott's with him right now, but I'm sure you'd be okay to go in."

"No, no, I'm...I'm good." He paused for a moment then before his lips twisted into a smile. "Doctor (y/n)."

"Shut up, I'm not technically a doctor yet."

"Yeah, well you're a doctor to me." He smiled, his fingers coming to brush along your cheek. "I'm proud of you."

[Main Masterlist] [Brett Masterlist]

#brett talbot #brett talbot x fem!reader #brett talbot oneshot #brett talbot x reader #brett talbot imagine #brett talbot fluff #brett talbot fanfic #brett talbot fic #cody saintgnue #teen wolf #teen wolf fanfic #teen wolf fic #teen wolf oneshot #teen wolf imagines #brett talbot teen wolf

[lunastars21]

My god would ya believe me if I said clutch is way more underrated than fang! Cuz I can't find shit about this Opossum and he's in recent comics!

Welp time to change that

Clutch headcanon time

He's obviously a boomer, He WAS legit in retirement when he first appeared in IDW, but now he's building his empire again, still also focusing on Chao racing as a lil bonus.

I'd like to think after the whole Amy and friends fiasco he does treat chaos a bit better, would the ones he trapped never Wana get near him again? Yeah sure he doesn't care, Chao races are the least of his importance now, plus less trouble for him, but at least some new ones would get better treatment.

Did he adopt rough and tumble? Yes, he doesn't admit it but shows it through action, they do speak louder than words after all

Whenever he recalls his past, it's a visualization of a 60's like anime where he's much younger.

Rough and Tumble try to catch him up with memes, but since the duo is always late with the trends, so is clutch. He's beraly hearing about the Dr. Livesey meme and it's already been months now guys come on.

Clutch and Fang have a mutual friendship, they'll help each other, and once the mission is done they go their separate ways, Clutch states Fang still has much to learn.

Besides his FUCKING cane gun, clutch knows to hand to hand combat, using his tail as another way of attacking, he also uses it to choke his enemies and practically strangle them to death.

Clutch takes care of his giant bear robot, he knows some machinery but isn't really an expert, still the robot gets all the recent upgrades.

Clutch sometimes accidentally rhymes his name with words, Rough and Tumble tease him about it and he just pushes them away.

He enjoys going to fancy diners, concerts, and museum's in his spare time (yes I watch bumblekast QNA how ya know)

Everytime a holiday comes up, wether it's their birthday or Christmas or something, rough and tumble always argue and waste the day away. This has led to clutch having to separate them and calm them down before they break something, but the duo make him participate in whatever the holiday is so they won't fight for the rest of the day (example: getting clutch into random blind dates on Valentine's day, making him join the bros in the bouncy house on their birthday, snowball fight with them in the snow during Christmas!)

Clutch does smoke and drink, he on occasions gets high but that's rare

Clutch has many different kinds of coats that he wears, his favorite mostly being the grey one you first see him in, plus they make him look taller

Rough says Gif, Tumble says Jif, Clutch says it like an acronym: G.I.F

Clutch is a good balance with physical actions and smarts, but since he's older his fighting is a bit weaker than It used to be, but his marksmanship is still sharp!

He's still trying to understand how modern phones work, so he mostly has a flip phone

In his past he wasn't a wealthy kid, beraly scrapping by and taking as much from the street, but then one day he ran into a casino, he only had a few cents and couldn't really gamble much, so he decided to play one game of poker and then head home. It turned out he was very good at most of the games and manage to collect so much money, his life changed after that. Making deals, killing whoever double crosses him, and always getting away Scott free, His family was never poor again.

Most of Clutch's family members have either passed away or went on their own adventures and hasn't seen them since, now he focuses on passing his knowledge to the skunk brothers...well...try too.

That's all I got for this guy! Made him a complete dad figure but still very dangerous, man has taken out tons of heroes for crying out loud! I hope to see him more in the comics and that he gets more people into his fanbase :3

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sonic headcanons #clutch the opossum #rough the skunk #tumble the skunk #idw sonic #Clutch being so serious but he also has his stupid moments is so funny #a dad and his two skunk sons #he's legit a pimp Opossum thats so cool

[em0sket]

big long horror post incoming

i worte a short horror story punctuation isnt great but whatever

insipered by tma

tw death body horror

Mr meechum:Well you got me here now what you want the full story from the top or just the incident?

documenter:Well we do what we can to try and provide a documented account of all sides of history and it gets recorded and filed in the records always best to hear everything first hand plus i'd hate for anything to slip through the cracks be twisted by the media that sort of thing of course i know its not completely 100% possible but i like to do what i can to preserve people's story from their perspective give me a second to make the official notation so tell me mr meechum what happened in the intendium labs in  september 1969

Mr meechum: firstly i know people think “scientist” is an impressive title but we didnt have breakthroughs every day not in my department anyway i was an overseer in the categorising department that meant anything and everything that was handed over by the public to the labs was sorted through by us anything seemingly dangerous usually some cheap old crap glow in the dark vases and plates suspected to be radioactive which we would test and store appropriately had a couple of suspected evidence of communist invasion which was mainly scraps of paper in code or unusual bullets one time a copy of the communist manifesto never led to anything but it had to be processed just in case said the higher ups and i wasnt going to argue  we used to get alot of weird looking stones people told us were moonrocks usually just hagstones or naturally occurring geodes but of course with the moon landing a couple months before, the paranoia of bored housewives and a couple of doped up drifters made for a drastic influx of “moonrocks” or apparent proof of alien life in my lab over the last couple of months. pretty much all of them were hoaxes or deluded fantasies but there was one that made me move to my desk job .

one of the guys brought it in scott was his name scott hawthorne but we all called him sniffer because on his first week he found three different radioactive objects without the geiger counter apparently to him they all had a distinct smell to them whatever that meant but he was right about 8/10 times so when he brought in this unassuming rock and made a big fuss over it we all joked that sniffer had gone nose blind, but he was captivated by this thing absolutely entranced he wouldn't let go of it and could tell when someone had touched it which he was right about but we could never figure out how he knew he had made it his personal project using his breaks to study it he weighed and measured and examined it was about the size of a football with a light sandy grey exterior but perfectly spherical like it had been specifically carved to look that way we all thought it was just a chisled rock he was obsessing over  for some reason ,thought he would get bored of it myself included. Ive never regretted my ignorance more because after the first week everyone in the lab been… feeling itchy ,i guess, sort of uncomfortable. There was an underlying feeling of unrest people couldnt focus it was always something, the room was too quiet, too hot, too prickly something in the air just made the guys skin crawl a sort of squirming unease began to creep under my coworkers very flesh like something was undulating under their tissue poking around burrowing. This of course whilst mildly unnerving, was more of a health concern than anything if something in the lab was making people sick it was my duty as their manager to write to head office. Which sent me to the medical team so they came around and did their checks and everyone was fine ,physically the lab was monitored and swabbed everything was normal apart from scott, he was the worst out of everyone.

He had what seemed to be a rash on the back of his neck,they checked it and it seemed to be just that they passed it off as bad laundry detergent and went on with their day and i didnt want to be causing ruckus and being pedantic so i went about my work. scott however became more and more irritated kept scratching himself adjusting his tie and began to get agitated when any coworkers tried to chat with him instinctively reaching for this rock every time they did .i got sick of his attitude one day so i suggested he take the day off and honest to god he nearly swung at me  before stopping himself and then he refused to leave eventually i had to get security in who then had to physically drag him out of the workspace along with the usual cursing he started literally spitting and hissing basically frothing at the mouth other than the paperwork this was going to require i clearly needed to have a look at that rock he was studying, test it for anything addictive or harmful something we missed. the guys in the lab obviously knew that now scott was gone someone was going to have to investigate the stone and if i didnt do it someone else would, probably with less caution, care and sense

so at lunch break i made it an event since everyone was so keen to know what was up with it. so i looked over scotts notes;his examinations of the mineral i- it didnt make any sense it was quite literally impossible it measured about 60cm across in all directions give or take a few mm and get this completely weightless completely! i checked myself first i covered it in a fire blanket with my coworkers watching  because if this thing had powered meth that sniffer had been well sniffing on it or god knows what else i didnt want to risk touching it.  Then i put it on a scale but it was right it was  hardly a fraction of a gram but the weight of it felt like a bowling ball i checked on different scales multiple times it all came out the same it wasnt physically possible so i swabbed it and ran the tests with 20 eyes watching my every movement it came out to nothing. regular old granite. Im normally pretty level headed but for some reason this enraged me this stupid all encompassing pebble had for some reason turned a good drinking buddy into a neurotic mess and was eating away at his life and sanity slowly consuming his mind and the weeks of irritation and frustration at the unrest of my skin after this inane piece of granite entered my life and workspace I dont know what came over me exactly but i had to get rid of it. it just had to go. I struck it on the tiled floor and it cracked. one crack. down the centre. about a fingers width apart and everyone was waiting for my next move  so i ducttaped my lab coat and two pairs of vinyl gloves closed around the wrist completely sealed just in case.

i looked over at the spot it fell when a keen and sure  sense of dread awoke within me id never been so deeply instinctualy fearful like that before some primal part of my brain screaming bloody murder that i needed to get out now the same as  how i imagine a fish feels when it sinks its jaw into the hook. But i mean what else was i going to do let it continue ruining lives? So i swallowed my fear and strode over all eyes on me the impossible hunk of earth at my fee.t i wedged one finger in between the ridges of its crack held the base of the infernal sphere and pried it open. the rock was spongy and sulphur yellow with a smell of utter decay a groan came from my audience of staff and my hands sank through the geode at first contact it had the look of  a rotted mattress and the feel of raw sausages my hand shot back  as i processed the texture in my mind and gazed at the honey combed innards that looked like something had buried through it like the remains of a parasite that had dug its way through the structure of the rock infinite amounts making little homes for itself repeatedly squirming and writhing its way through something stronger than itself im glad i moved my hand when i did because it started to pulse looking like it was ejecting something from itself sort of like a cat hacking up a furball

all those tiny divots and passage ways convusled and shuddered out  long thin flailing tendrils it looked like it had coated itself with a blue mucus possibly a toxin im not sure but they didnt stop i never saw the end of them it just kept reeling out of its honeycomb shell endless worming tubes of muscle they flopped onto the white tiled floor leaving trails of foul smelling hot ooze behind it and started hunting for something to attatch itself to. moving at an alarming pace  each tentacle flattening itself onto the ground as wide as it could possibly to feel what was in the area .what it could devour. i dont think it had any eyes just meteres and meteres of viscous curling feelers everyone took a step back apart from one of the lab guys poor harry poor dear sweet stupid harry had his shoelaces untied we used to laugh at him for it you know said it wouldnt hurt him to give it a go and tie the damn things once in a while but as he lurched backwards the vile things clamped onto them and wouldnt let go by the time he realised they had gotten over his socks and onto his bare legs. digging.

There was a moment of pure panic and stillness when we all watched. until he started screaming, then we burst into action ,we started looking for something to help maybe a fire extinguisher or another gas that would subdue it  better yet kill it but the fool tried to crush it harry fell to his knees onto his shins in an effort to beat the thing into a pulp which in turn let the creature find his knees and climb its way up his torso onto his face where it promptly found the eye and started to burrow. chewing through the poor sod boring a new home in his skull and ill never forget the god awful sound , like meat ripping wet and visceral and it  left a trail of purple on his face as the blood from his retinas mixed with the things mucus then when his screaming stopped we all watched the tentacles crawl out of his mouth having  bored through most of the face hitting the ground with a meaty slap but no one moved  most were just as far away as they could get from the carnivorous eels mostly climbing on cabinets in an effort to not touch the ground i when the things again started flattening themselves to search once again this time with a larger diameter than before presumably because of it last meal 

god knows what i did was cowardly i was a person of interest for 10 years for christs sake i had to get out of it by to claiming “mental unrest” but i saw the broom cupboard and hid i had the key so i hid i didnt know what else to do i mean they dont train you for this it was just sheer panic fight or flight  but i dont forget those screams i dont forget the ripping of flesh i dont forget the people i once knew and their hollowed out skull i dont forget the smell of blood and sulfur that plays back on my senses even now thats what people dont get ive been stuck on that day for the last 53 yearsit got on the sunday times front page after that i  got spat at in the street and jeered at on the way to court then thats it shows over everyone goes home and i have to live with it  i cant go to support groups because people have heard of me the broken families i caused the psych evals every year did you know henrys daughter at the age of three asked me at the funeral why i killed her daddy? it’s taken me years to be able to shift myself into a semi normal life but yeah i suppose thats it the whole bloody story  

documenter: thank you that was... fufilling -exits

#short story #horror #sketspeaks

[captaincassianandorr]

Australian Survivor Titans V.s Rebels Ep 5

Finally able to watch.

Episode 5

-Wait we're hearing from SCOTT? Who has been PURPLE until now? I'm actually happy to hear/see from some of the players who haven't said anything to see where they're at. -Kelli just keeps blowing up everyone's game. -Kelli's conversation with Alex. What is this? Telling him she wants to bring up mistakes he made as a child?? But Alex isn't buying any of it. Trying to make it seem like she owns Alex. -Kirby is not playing it smartly. That flip flopping of votes is not always wise. -HAHAHA I love Winna and Jaden's duet at the Titans camp omg. So funny. -Mark is going to try and find the treasure chest that Feras told him about. -I am still not happy about the Tobias vote out. I agree with the Titans. How are you going to win challenges without stronger people in your tribe? -Rebels seem to keep winning reward challenges. I've never seen a season quite like this where the stronger players are picked off first. Could make for an interesting merge. -Jaden v.s Feras should be interesting. -HAHAHA Charles and Raymond immediately have a geeky conversation. Also me if I ever played Survivor. -Rebels win reward. I'm kind of glad Sarah gets her party. -Kelli makes me really uncomfortable with her sexual innuendos/ inappropriate comments. A forum I go to loves her even though she acts like a predator and it's disturbing. -Garrick actually does think he's Batman doesn't he. -Kirby how are you going to stay one step ahead of Feras if you don't know what his plans are? He's so chaotic, I don't think you can predict what he's going to do. -Challenge time and I am living for this Viola outfit in tie-dye. -both boys furiously whacking away at their logs lol -The titans and rebels really are neck in neck here. -LOL At Garrick calling Kelli hopeless. -Titans are getting ahead here which is great since I prefer their tribe to the Rebels. -And the puzzle part Charles and Eden just whipped through. -And Nathan is really good at this. Rebels are going back to Tribal. (again) -Kirby trying to work with Kelli(???) Why? I'd be cutting her mind you I'd be the first one voted out in my tribe because I'm horrible at social situations and I'm terrible at challenges. -Kirby is not smart for trying to get rid of Feras right now. -Alex and Scott seem a bit ??? about this plan. I don't understand why you get rid of Feras now. -Garrick calling Alex a sitting duck made me laugh. Quite often I expect these older guys to go home early/pre-merge and so far he lasted longer than I thought he would. -Kirby thinking she is running this show but there's just no way Alex works with her. And now Feras knows about it. -HAHAHA omg the look on Feras' face. He trusted Kirby and now she's thrown his name out/is running the tribe. -Scott is actually speaking?!!? And causing chaos?!! Omg the rebels tribe is always so chaotic. -Kirby it's too early to be making that bigger moves. People are going to put a target on you now. -And Kirby and Ri think they are so in control and that they've "got him" but Alex has told Feras about it. I think Alex who is on the outer needs allies. -this twist is so stupid the saboeteur tribe. I doubt the rebels are going to send Feras now because he has the key. They'd just be sending him to get the treasure chest. -so they're going to send Kelli. Kirby saying it's too dangerous to send Feras. -Now Kirby is really making Feras suspicious. -LOl the facial expressions on Garrick and Feras' faces are so funny. The eye roll and the sour expression. -So wait if Kelli fails this mission does that mean she goes home ? Or she just stays on the Titans? -Lol Raymond yelling out his vote -Kelli is going over to the Titans to blow up their game (though it's Kelli do you *really* trust her to succeed in this mission?) -And she's forgotten what her job is already. She'll probably get over to the camp and be like "why am I here?" -SURPRISE KELLI IS ON YOUR BEACH.

#australian survivor #australian survivor spoilers #australian survivor: titans v.s rebels #cassian watches survivor

[amothersvow]

Fuck it

Prompts / Starters from Eliyen's character playlist pt 1./?

(adjust as needed! <3)

"Do you feel ashamed when you hear my name?" ( Scott Street by Phoebe Bridgers )

"I surrender myself to your arms. Just hold me tighter." ( Will I Find My Home by Juniper Vale & Vian Izak )

"Sure, you can forget about all the things you've done." ( Down the River by The Crane Wives )

"But what about the rest of us?" ( Down the River by The Crane Wives )

"I've been hearing that you're leaving town." ( Down the River by The Crane Wives )

"I hope we come up with a fail-safe plot to piss off the dumb few that forgave us." ( No Children by The Mountain Goats )

"And I hope you die. I hope we both die." ( No Children by The Mountain Goats )

"Our friend say it's darkest before the sun rises, we're pretty sure they're all wrong." ( No Children by The Mountain Goats )

"You are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand." ( No Children by The Mountain Goats )

"I feel scared and I'm starting to sink." ( Ship in a Bottle by fin )

"Be good to me," I whisper. ( That Unwanted Animal by The Amazing Devil )

"And can't you hear that scratching?" ( That Unwanted Animal by The Amazing Devil )

"'Cause if we join our hands in prayer enough, to God, I imagine it all starts to sound like applause." ( That Unwanted Animal by The Amazing Devil )

"Be good to me," I beg of him ( That Unwanted Animal by The Amazing Devil )

"How could you think, darlin', I'd scare so easily?" ( Francesca by Hozier )

"If I could hold you for a minute, darlin', I'd go through it again." ( Francesca by Hozier )

"I would still be surprised I could find you, darlin', in any life." ( Francesca by Hozier )

"Heaven is not fit to house a love like you and I." ( Francesca by Hozier )

"I am not scared of death, I've got dreams again." ( The View Between Villages - Extended by Noah Kahan )

"It's all washing over me, I'm angry again." ( The View Between Villages - Extended by Noah Kahan )

"So hold me, lover, like you used to." ( Wild Blue Yonder by The Amazing Devil )

"I'm lost, I'm found in you." ( Wild Blue Yonder by The Amazing Devil)

"Come my way and stay, my honey, lay your body down next ot me." ( Sirens by The Mechanisms )

"Touch my lips as red as flame." ( Sirens by The Mechanisms )

"Won't you stay with me, my darling?" ( Curses by The Crane Wives )

"The devil's after both of us." ( Curses by The Crane Wives )

"Lay my curses out to rest." ( Curses by The Crane Wives )

"Make a mercy out of me." ( Curses by The Crane Wives )

"All my aching bones are trembling." ( Curses by The Crane Wives )

"I may yet fall apart." ( Curses by The Crane Wives )

"Tell me I am good enough." ( Curses by The Crane Wives )

"To know me is to hate me, is to hate what I've become." ( Godlight by Noah Kahan )

"I'm not the way I was." ( Godlight by Noah Kahan )

"Honey, now you got a look that I don't recognize." ( Godlight by Noah Kahan )

"It's a hole I can't fill." ( Godlight by Noah Kahan )

"It's a curse I can't break." ( Godlight by Noah Kahan )

"I was younger then." ( Godlight by Noah Kahan )

"If I get too close, and I'm not how you hoped, forgive my nothern attitude, I was raised out in the cold." ( Northern Attitude (with Hozier) by Noah Kahan & Hozier )

"I was raised on little light." ( Nothern Attitude (with Hozier) by Noah Kahan & Hozier )

#» tales to be told [prompts] « #rp meme #rp resources #rp starter #roleplay #prompts #starter #roleplay prompts #roleplay resources #roleplay meme #prompt #starters

[belizedeservesbetter]

ah yes I totally forgot that Broadway/theatre Twitter is literally the worst and almost always knows absolutely nothing about how anything works in the industry

#this is about... multiple things #there's been a lot going on recently maybe i'll make a post about my thoughts on everything later #kinda related but ive known about the whole scott rudin thing for like 4 years now #like i've had friends who've worked for him and whatnot #and everyone knows he is a complete monster #like literally everyone #so i forget sometimes that people not really in it dont know that #like scott rudin being the absolute worst was always just common knowledge #i never worked for him but i remember at one of my internships my boss being like if you ever work for scott you will 100% get fired #but dont worry about it because everyone knows how he is and it wont reflect badly on you #and like one of my professors at NYU is like decent friends with scott and has had most of his plays produced by him #not naming names on that but i'd hear about scott through him too and just the wild difference between how rudin treats his stars #vs how he treats his staff #like did my teacher know? did he know how scott was to his staff? surely he must have known #but scott put him on broadway so he would never have ever been in a position to speak up about it if he did know #anyways i dont think hugh jackman is dropping out of music man because of this because without jackman there is no music man #and rudin's grip on broadway is so ridiculously powerful #like part of me thinks hugh jackman probably doesn't care because he's hugh jackman #but if he does care #if he does care he's probably thinking about how many people will be out of work if he drops out/the show is canceled #especially right now when every single broadway worker who isn't an A List star desperately needs the money #OH BOY this got long #anyways this post was mostly about jagged little pill but ive been thinking a lot about scott rudin lately

[buckybarnesdiaries]

i'm not the winter soldier anymore, i'm james buchanan barnes

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bucky barnes x reader. ⎢ masterlist.

SPOILERS — 1x03!!!

you help Bucky with a panic attack, after coming back from Madripoor.

word count: 1.145 words.

warnings/tags: ptsd situation, panic attack, reader insert.

author notes: none of my stories contain reader’s body descriptions to be inclusive.

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It wasn't inevitable for you to not notice that Bucky had been absent-minded since the three of you came to the bar. The beers were rolling on the table as the chat turned from their mission to Sam's war stories. You were having a good night, sharing laughs and past adventures, disconnecting from work, until Bucky stood up while having a long sip from his bottle. I need air, he just said, causing your other partner and you to look at each other a little confused. You glanced at him leaving the place before putting back your attention on Sam. He waved his head to the exit, urging you to follow the soldier outside.

You didn't need anything else to do it, leading your steps throughout the crowd of people there to find Bucky. Once outdoors and zipping up your jacket, you glimpsed a shadow coming into the next corner to a dead-end street. Rubbing your nose, you continued to the alley without hesitating, hearing some grunts echoing between both buildings. He was there. Hands placed against the wall, head bowed and eyes closed. His chest rose and fell furious, trying to breathe. You didn't think about your actions, putting a foot wrong when you rested your fingers on his middle back.

His whole anatomy shook, walking away from you almost sweating and scared, but ready to attack. Until Bucky laid his eyes on you.

“It's okay, it's okay… It's me”. You intoned using a soft and calm tone of voice.

“Sorry, uh… I just… I can't bre— breathe”. He waved the vibranium hand close to his chest, gasping like a fish out of water.

He was having a panic attack and you knew exactly why. Taking two long strides, you landed a hand on the back of his head and grabbed his flesh hand strongly, guiding him to the closest wall to rest him on it.

“Hey, hey, James… James focus on me, c'mon, focus on me”. You called him, sliding your fingers across his neck to force him to look at you. “Breathe with me, okay?”

Fixing your orbs in his, you show him how he had to do it. Inhaling through your nostrils, holding the air for three seconds, and exhaling it by your nose. He followed your instructions, once and again, until he was respiring quietly and normally.

“Now, repeat with me. I'm not the Winter Soldier anymore, I'm James Buchanan Barnes”.

“I'm no— not the Winter… Soldier anymore… I'm James Buchanan Barnes”.

“That's it… That's it... One more time. Can you say it for me one more time? Please”. Your honeyed tone made his pulse slow down, nodding with his chin.

“I'm not the Winter Soldier anymore. I'm James Buchanan Barnes”. His voice was firm now, finally believing his own affirmation.

“You back?” You whispered caressing his rough cheek using your thumb.

“Yeah… I just… had all those voices… screaming inside my head. I couldn't shut them up”. He explained, squeezing your hand between his digits, rested close to his heart. “That… That… I, uh… In Madripoor… I… I heard Zemo saying how easy was for me to… y'know, come ba—”

“Don't do that to yourself, Bucky. You've worked really hard to be where you are right now”.

“You mean in an alley that smells like peed and puke, having an atta—”.

Again, you didn't think about your actions, slapping his face with your free hand and furrowing towards him. Bucky's mouth dropped to the floor, more than surprised and gulping a complaint.

“Why…? Did you just…? What the hell?”

“You were wandering again”. You excused your gesture. “Want another, uh?”

“Hell, no!” He pouted at you, looking through his eyelids trying to make you feel sorry. “Why a slap? Did you think that was a good way to calm somebody? Why not a kiss?”

“Oh, god… here we go 'gain”. You couldn't help but roll your eyes with the intention of drawing some distance between both, but he pushed you closer till your chests were practically stuck to the other.

“'M not stupid”. He scoffed securing his vibranium arm around your lower back to not let you go.

“I was worried, Buck”.

“See? You call me like that”.

“Like what? It's your name”.

“Uh… Not actually”. The soldier replied, shaking his head to both sides briefly. “Only Steve called me like that, he was my friend”.

“So am I”.

“Are you?”

His gaze made you feel weak, breaking down the walls around your heart that too much time costed you to build. You licked your upper lip with resignation, leaning and resting your forehead on his clavicle. You afforded to close your eyes and tour his neck back to his scalp to tangle your fingers there, slowly, gently, fondly. It was a step to admit your real feelings for Bucky, and he accepted it without refusing.

The soldier kissed your temple to put his chin on top of your head, holding you tighter and rolling down his eyelids to only focus on your caresses. For an instant, everything disappeared around you. The world got emptied. The noise got shut down.

“I was scared. Not for me, but for you”. You confessed, not needing to explain why. He was conscious about your reasons because he was too somehow. “But that's not gonna happen again”.

At the moment you raised your face, Bucky took the advantage to press his lips on your forehead. “How could it, if I have you to remind me who I am?”

“I'm just a plus, Buck. Don't give me a credit you earned by yourself and your constant work. You did it alone, I just supported you”.

“Like fewer people did, and like fewer people do”.

“You've never cared about people's opinion”.

“Yeah, till my relationship with Sam changed. And till I met you”. Bucky affirmed very securely.

“But don't forget you're a fighter. You're strong, you deserve good things to happen to your life”.

“I won't”. He responded, bringing your hand tangled to his flesh one to his lips, placing a kiss on the back of yours. “Thank you…”

“You don't have to”. Clicking your tongue, you couldn't help but roll your eyes. “Let's come back to the bar, we need another round of beers”.

“I can't get drunk, remember?”

“You have so much fun watching me being drunk, remember?”

“How could I forget it? You always make that… horrible impression of my arm, with those… robot noises”. Bucky chuckled, pinching your side and causing you to jump slightly under his grip. Your laugh made him feel better.

“C'mon! You love it!”

“Oh, yeah, I do”. He opened his eyes a little more, nodding his head while placing his vibranium arm on your shoulders, but without loosening the hold around your other hand. “I'd like to see you imitating Sam tonight”.

“Nasty boy…” You joked with a giggle.

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[hotdamnhunnam]

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Under My Umbrella

Pairing: Raleigh Becket x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, random silly song references, Raleigh being a big dorky softie but also (shockingly!?) down to fuck immediately Word Count: ~1.6k Emoji Prompt: 😚☂️💦 (key words are in bold)

The breach is closed. The war is over and he saved the world and everybody knows.

And that’s the problem. Raleigh Becket doesn’t like the way the spotlight overcomes him. Light he never chose, so blinding as it glows. The way the masses flock like moths drawn to the halo set above him and blindly believe they love him. That’s not love—they know of what he did to save the day when push came to a cataclysmic shove, but truly they know nothing of him.

It’s a shame to live in fame. Beneath the shadow of his own overblown name. He doesn’t have the massive ego, to embrace the role of hero, to indulge when strangers scream after him everywhere he goes. He worries that his life won’t ever be the same.

That was what drove him to this small town tucked away and hid, a little off the grid—and he’s felt better ever since he came. He’ll never be completely unknown, but at least the crowds are tame, and leave him well enough alone. He’s so alone lately it’s almost lame.

He likes it that way though. Likes his routine of waking up and waiting at the bus stop, working at his humble job. The pay is low. Even more so when business is slow. And Raleigh savors the simplicity, the contrast to the constant flash of cameras when he was recently living in the city. Even the weather helps his cause by often shrouding this small town in rain and snow.

He’s the new golden boy in town you haven’t met. You’ve heard the rumors of a cutie who just moved here but you haven’t crossed paths yet. When you hurry to the bus stop this fine morning, find yourself caught in a downpour without warning… that’s when you finally set eyes on Raleigh Becket. Suddenly the rain is not the only thing getting you wet.

You would have made sure to bump into him much sooner had you known that this is what your ass was missing. Even when his mane is damp-darkened by the rain you can still tell he’s got a bright blonde head of hair. Big eyes as blue as the Pacific and deliciously pink lips just made for kissing. You could swear, you’ve seen his face somewhere… but even if you hadn’t you would still shamelessly stare.

You’d missed the forecast so arrived at the bus stop without an umbrella in hand. The golden god has one but you do not want him to think you’re staring at him as a hint that he should share it with you; that’d be a bitchy thing to do, to make such a passive-aggressive demand.

From Raleigh’s end—once he’s calmed himself down after reacting to the most beautiful girl who’s ever come around the bend—he clears his throat and clumsily invites you now to join him where he stands.

“Y-you can stand under my umbrella.”

He just says it with no introductory words. You find it cute as fuck that he’s so awkward. It’s a good thing too, given the awkward vibes uncontrollably coming off of you. “–ella, ella…”

You had just murmured it quietly… then bitterly regret that shit immediately. Cursing yourself silently for your idiocy. Maybe the poor guy doesn’t even know this reference to a song from the 2000s or whenever it was.

But apparently he does. The next thing that he bashfully goes on to say: “… ey, ey, ey.”

Suddenly all your insecurities about your stupid sense of humor fade away. All you can think about is standing under his umbrella and hopefully sitting on his cock later today.

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This bastard smells so fucking good it isn’t fair.

Can probably hear you breathing him so deep but you don’t even care. Standing beside this total stranger you have never felt such comfort anywhere. That subtle clean scent of simple unscented soap… mixed with the warmth of honeycomb and home and hope… cinnamon sugar muffins, sweet and soft and fresh out of the oven. Smells so wholesome you can’t cope.

You want to say something but don’t even know what. After a few seconds of silence steal another glimpse up at his gorgeous face and have to stop yourself from moaning like a slut.

… That’s when it hits you who he is. You were too caught up in his beauty that you hadn’t even realized who this hero truly is.

And Raleigh senses it the moment that you recognize—picks up on that familiar jolt of such starstruck surprise, that makes him feel like he’s an object for a sea of prying eyes. Less of a person, more a prize. It kind of hurts him, as he wishes he could meet a pretty girl and flirt a little bit, without his reputation far preceding him and getting in the middle of it. Wishes he could carry on like all the ‘normal’ guys.

Then he remembers he’s an awfully shitty flirt. That helps a little with the self-pitying hurt.

You gather up your fallen jaw to ask him the obligatory question as it’s naturally the only thing to do. “Are you…”

But then you pause—notice the shadow fall across his gaze of blue—you hate to think you were the cause. You can’t begin to process all his thoughts and what he’s been through, but you understand on some level that just because the whole wide world regards him with applause, that doesn’t mean you have to stand here and remind him that it’s true.

And so instead you just finish the sentence with something painfully dumb. The words just come, because all two of your brain cells are doing their usual stupid dance. “… are you into piña coladas by any chance?”

The sadness in his gaze fades a bit as he casts you a curious glance.

You backtrack to explain your silly words. You’ve referred to a super old song yet again, even older this time and he might not get it so you have to explain. You feel so fucking awkward. “I–I just thought that maybe since we’ve already gotten caught in the rain… we could work backwards…”

Before you can carry on with your explanation, Raleigh’s blushing face lights up in realization. His adorable pink cheeks flush red. “Oh my God I’m so sorry that went right over my head!”

He’s so fucking precious you can’t even stand it. Too cute to be true. You laugh off what you’d said and just shoot the shit, for a few minutes—or more than a few—till the two of you realize the bus isn’t coming and that you are stranded.

“Well, I guess I’ll just call in sick today.” He shrugs but shocks himself a little bit ‘cause that was not at all a Raleigh thing to say. He’d never lie about his reason for an absence from the job. Yet he might have to, if he hopes to carry on chatting with you, all day here under his umbrella at this lonely little bus stop.

“Me too,” you coo, smiling up at this wholesome heartthrob, then nervously shuffling your feet and looking out into the steady sheets of rainfall that surround you. Wondering whether or not he took the hint that you were asking him out on a date with that piña colada thing. You hope he didn’t; if he had gotten the hint, he isn’t answering.

As soon as the thought enters your mind, he picks up on your anxious energy and hits rewind. “Back to your piña colada question—I’ve, uh… actually never had one.”

Your heart perks up in happiness based on the promise in his tone. The promise that the two of you won’t have to spend this rainy day alone. The next words out of your mouth are a little flirtier than they should be maybe, but he’s such an innocent baby, that you just can’t help but have a little fun. “I’d bet there are a lot of things you’ve never done…”

Blue eyes go wide as if your insult was obscene. But Raleigh can’t stay mad at such a pretty girl. “What’s that supposed to mean?! I’ll have you know I saved the fucking world!”

And just like that he’s fucking told you—even though his tone is playful it’s still true—and though you obviously knew, he finds he’s no longer compelled to hide that part of him from view. The way he always used to do. As if he knows that you want all of him and not only the surface-level shit, as if you see into him more than just a little bit, whereas the rest of the world sees right fucking through.

He knows that you only just met, so maybe it’s too early to be feeling shit like this but he’ll take any glimpse of hope that he can get.

You take his hand and feel his pulse in sync with yours as your hearts race. Pure fucking joy. “C’mon golden boy, I know just the place.”

The place for his first frozen pineapple coconut drink. The place for his first indulgence in a new fucking kink: screwing someone he only just met in the bathroom of this little diner and whispering filth in your ear as he rails you so hard that the force of it might break the sink.

Through all the purity of Raleigh there is definitely something fucking dirty and you caught it from the first blink. Now you’ve gone and stirred it up in him turns out he’s even dirtier than you would ever think.

You standing under his umbrella was the start; you lifting him out of the shadows over his head sparks a new light in his heart. And you awakening new sides of him is honestly the sweetest fucking part.

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[mickadamz]

Scott seems interesting, is there any info on him? I'd love to hear it if it's not too much trouble, your art and ocs are super cool!

scott is certainly an interesting one.

Scott Eliott Barnet (the last name is spelled like that on purposem its funny if it doesnt match)

b. 1949 he's 6 feet exactly, dirty blonde hair, inexplicably pale white boy.

so scott is the youngest of three siblings, his older sister gladys and his older brother lyle. he was born in richmond VA, spending the first 8 years of his life there until his parents split and handed over custody to his grandparents in hunter's valley, WV. growing up was tense - scott was the only one who didn't know french (his brother and sister were born in france), his sister was already a grown adult and staying in her birth country, and his brother didn't particularly like him much.

his mother frances fitzpatrick is the daughter of molly and paul fitzpatrick. she moved to england in the 1920s due to an educational opportunity and never left. his father eustace barnet was born and raised in england and married frances, moving to . ironically. france, and then later all the way to the US again until he and frances split, to which eustace returned overseas and rarely saw his sons ever again.

frances stayed in richmond after transferring custody of scott to her parents (this happened in 1957), who had been taking care of her new younger brother. the adjustment was just as hard as it was to live with his birth parents, so scott experienced a lot of homesickness and attachment issues. however, emmett was able to get through to him as they were only a few years apart and emmett was pretty nonthreatening as a preteen. he was quiet and polite and scott warmed up to him almost instantly. once he got used to his grandparents acting as his guardians, he grew close to them as well, especially molly. while he refers to emmett as his brother, he simply refers to paul and molly as his guardians and/or grandparents.

scott has ADHD, which made him pretty hyperactive and restless, needing to let out excess energy through thins like leg bouncing and all sorts of shit that comes with having it. he was teased at school for not paying attention and often slacking with schoolwork.

at home, he grew up on one of the few farms in hunter's valley and was taught a lot of survival skills and other trades that come from working on a farm AND living in the mountains. paul taught the boys how to shoot a gun, how to hunt, set up animal traps, care for livestock (in their case, sheep), shearing sheep, skinning game, etc etc etc. all from a pretty young age.

growing up he and emmett had a sheepdog named martie, along with a barn cat named . well. barnaby. scott got along best with barnaby.

growing up, scott would often see emmett's friends coming over and would often try to get friendly with them and impress them - due to the ~5 year age difference he was usually waved off politely. he did have friends of his own, but scott still thought emmett's friends wouldve been cool to hang out with.

then emmett moved out for college, travelling up to some place in the NY-NJ-CT area. and scott was starting high school. so that was an interesting four years - he .. certainly discovered some things about himself. martie passed away and barnaby was getting old, as were paul and molly. scott was worried he'd end up being the one to take care of them, but plans changed when emmett got engaged to his college girlfriend susanne.

so that scott could find his place in life, emmett and susanne planned to move into the farm house with molly and paul - it was big enough to host the family they planned, so scott was starting to plan for college and moving out earlier than intended. he was excited, though.

he was of course the best man at his brother's wedding at the fresh age of 17 years old. a year later, his nephew jeremy fitzpatrick was born and scott had to haul ass out of that house.

i don thave many details on his life throughout the 70s aside from scoring some place in the middle of the woods, adopting his one-eyed cat haybale, and making friends with more people. he had a pretty generic office job until he was hired by hal espenson and colbert adams at wilderness pizza (he became general manager pretty quickly. he was qualified, not bcuz of bias. or at least not entirely from bias lOL). he was also being the Fun Weird Uncle towards jeremy.

in early 1978 is when he met mike. mike was a young man at a bar and they'd gotten a bit flirty with one another. mike is a trans man and at the time was still pre-everything, scott was one of the first people to just accept that and go with it and they hit it off very quickly and got.................intimate. a few times.

but uh oh, whats this, surprise baby! mike isnt sure if he wants to keep it, while scott (at the time) was NOT prepared to be a father, either, so initally they planned to keep it secret and get rid of it. however, mike's parents noticed. his father dale insisted on a shotgun wedding, while his mother aggie was .. unsure how to feel. mike and scott often wen tback and forth on keeping the baby, scott still not feeling like he was ready, but that didnt mean he was going to bail. somewhere around this time is when they found out that mike (21) was younger than scott thought/scott (29) was older than mike thought

as mike was still legally a woman, they were able to get married and moved into scott's house. scott had to teach mike's so-cal city boy ass about mountain life and hunting and woodchopping and shit like that. the longer the two spent time together, the closer they got, the more scott got attached to their kid, and the more .. in love they fell.

their son robby was born in september 1978. scott got attached immediately. he helped mike transition asap and despite everything that comes with being a gay couple in the 80s, they were ready to face that together. it is stressful and awkward at times, but they make it work and found how to stay happy.

scott and his family lived a pretty decent, quiet life until may 1987 - scott had almost died trying to protect the children from james summesr and lost his left leg to severe injuries. he suffers from ptsd and some survivor's guilt as certain other staff members did not make it. one of his heaviest triggers is axes, which is frustrating because he cant even stand the sound of wood-chopping for a long time. and his family needs firewood, which he would usually chop himself. or mike would.

thankfully, the millers were kind enough to donate extra wood, as they lived close and were already decent friends. maxwell (the oldest son) chopped the wood for the barnet family and delivered it - scott was heavily appreciative and always gave something back in return.

gradually scott went from a wheelchair, to crutches, to getting adjusted to a prosthetic. he adapted quickly and was back to hunting and working as well. the rest of his life going forward was pretty alright, even when WP was on its way back towards reopening. his relationship with mike stayed strong and their son grew up happy.

the only notable tragedies afterwards were old people passing away (paul in 82, molly in 95, and haybale in 2006) was a theatre fire in 2008 that nearly got robby killed, though thankfully he survived. otherwise, mike and scott still live in their woods home and have been doing just fine.

he's a necessity hunter, by the way. he uses every part of an animal that he can, selling the rest to friends or someone else entirely. he's made some neccessities out of animal furs and bones, cooked meats, and probably made some other wacky shit. hed also definitely be a whittler. he also knows how to play the saxophone, has a TINY bit of a stutter (brain goes faster than his mouth), shares his cowboy interest with colbert, and is fluent with ASL given he's had to use it since 1980 to talk to emmett. scott fears consequences so he doesnt typically stand up for himself. however in the work environment he WILL call your ass out hes not a total doormat.

scott's one of my favorites, hes kinda fun to think about and mess around with i like him . woodsman.

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❚❙ Prompt: “You said I'd get to have you today. Why can't you just tell them you can't go?” “Because it's my job, and it's important”. “And I'm not?”

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Stretching your arms to the ceiling, you come inside the kitchen with a huge smile curving your lips. Today is your graduation ceremony in the police academy, after long months of hard work and nights awake studying protocol. Luckily, you will be serving as a cop in a week. But your cheerfulness disappears when you find Adam finishing his coffee, already dressed. And his badge on his belt.

The gesture on his face doesn't change, showing how disappointed he is. But no more like you are. Simply nodding with your lips pressed, you decide to not say a single word, being conscious that he won't accompany you on the most important day of your life. And that says a lot about him, even if you understand he has a job to do, but he promised you he asked for this day off.

“Baby, listen… There's a new case an—”.

“You said I'd get to have you today. Why can't you just tell them that you can't go”.

“Because it's my job, and it's important”.

“And I'm not?”

“Hey, that's not fair”. Frowning and leaving his mug over the counter, your boyfriend takes a step closer towards you. The same you go back, making him snort. “I'll try to go, I pro—”.

“Don't promise me anything else, Adam. 'Cause you aren't gonna keep it”. You interrupt him, pointing at his chest with a forefinger raised. “It's my graduation, I wanted you to be there. No one else. But it seems it isn't as important for you as it's for me”.

“You know that's not true, (Y/N)”.

“Then, why 'you leaving?” You can't help but cross your arms on your chest, knowing that you've won this argument just using that question.

As you thought, he doesn't reply, putting his gaze away from you before hearing his phone ringing inside a pocket of his jacket. Probably, Alvin is waiting for him outside ready to visit a crime scene. Adam doesn't even try to kiss you, not sure if you're annoyed or grateful he doesn't do it or you would end punching him in the face anyway. When the main door of your flat is closed, you can't help but shed some frustrated tears.

Nobody indeed knows about your relationship to protect yourselves since he works for Intelligence and Antonio's son was kidnapped once, better knowing you as his best friend and his roomie, and you don't want to think that maybe he never asked Voight for a free day because he was aware that his boss wouldn't concede it for a friend; simply expecting to have a quiet day in the District and escape for a couple of hours to attend your graduation. But his plan backfired and he has failed you.

The fact that your parents not agreeing with the path you've taken by choosing to be a cop has the result of you being alone in the ceremony. All your partners are surrounded by their loved ones, while you're sitting on a bench checking your phone every minute just in case Adam can finally come. But when you have to change your seat for a chair in the first line in front of the stage, you know you will be through this alone.

One by one, alphabetically, the graduated cops receive their diploma between cheers, whistles, and claps, while the bitterness inside your chest continues growing without measure. As soon as the Commander says your last name, you spring to one's feet wishing it passes quickly. The most important day of your life, the one you've been waiting for all this year, it has turned into one of these you just want to end and forget somehow.

Going upstairs, trying to not make eye contact with anyone in the audience, you direct your steps to the hand holding your diploma. One of the four with summa cum laude writing with golden letters on it. You talked to Adam about choosing his District, since you were able to decide your destination because of your unquestionable grades, but now it's just an unclear decision.

“Congratulations, officer. We're proud of how far you will go, if you continue working hard as you have been until this day. Chicago is lucky for having you serving and protecting its citizens”.

“Thank you, sir. It's an honor for me. I won't let down my city”.

Your partners break into loud claps and whistles, being able to hear among the crowd a ‘well said, baby’ that causes your body to turn around to the audience. Your eyes get filled up with a bunch of tears when you find your boyfriend at the end of the red carpet. And he's not alone. His Unit is there too accompanied by some of the firefighters from the 51st firehouse, cheering you up; ready to celebrate it with you.

All the pain and the sadness have disappeared in a sight, going downstairs after being photographed with the Commander, to go straight to your friends. Receiving you with kisses and warm hugs, you can't help but thank Voight for letting Adam come to your graduation, knowing they must be very occupied with the new case they got this morning.

“Uh-huh… I'm conscious you will know how to compensate me, kid”. He just replies, raising his left hand with a cardboard folder in it.

“What's that?” You mumble with curiosity under everybody's eyes, as your boyfriend places an arm on your shoulders.

Only by opening it and reading the first title, you know what this is about. Trying to contain a smile and acting professionally, you keep it with your diploma before stretching his hand firmly.

“Count on it, sir. It will be a pleasure”.

“Yeah, I'm gonna have so much fun being your instructor”. Erin adds poking your chest with a funny grimace on her face.

“Your first patrol is tomorrow at eight am”. Voight informs you, putting his hands inside the pocket of his jacket, looking prouder than you have ever seen him. “Don't drink too much tonight, you will have time to celebrate it”.

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[aurabird]

I'd give my heart, I'd give my soul (I'd turn it back, it's my fault)

Pix just wanted to get home, death by the void was the most painful way to go and he was sick of it, he was sick of seeing it be the only escape from the End by his fellow empires as well. If only he had stopped to listen then maybe things would have turned out differently.

At the end of the day, he felt nothing but guilt weighing heavily on his shoulders...

...and guilt is a weakness that can easily be exploited.

Tw: I think just mentions of blood & violence in this one.

Also on Ao3

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Pix could hear nothing but the sound of the sand under his feet as he trekked through the desert, solemn and emotionally exhausted. Guilt weighed heavily on his shoulders and while he hadn't been the one to land the killing blow on the enderdragon, he was responsible for spilling most of its blood. Gem...Fwhip...Scott, Shelby, Kathrine, Pearl...all of them had tried so hard to keep it alive for even a moment more.

He remembered the flashes of their deaths as Sausage blew the end crystals they were placing up with maniac glee and eyes red as blood, he remembered calling out their names as their bodies burst into magic and their items left behind. Yet he still fought on the wrong side of the battle...if only he'd stopped to listen, then maybe everything would have turned out differently.

The Copper King...no, he wasn't a king...he was a fool who just unleashed a great evil beyond even he, an oracle, had ever seen before.

He'd lost track of how many days he'd been walking, his mind too burdened to care anymore. But he could not die, not of hunger, not of thirst, not even of age. A pitiful existence awaited him, one rightfully deserved for his actions. No village pitied him, no wandering traders offered him wares, even the elements themselves were out to get him.

When Pix slept, he was never greeted with dreams, only nightmares of destruction and chaos, of corruption and pain, of corpses and blood...of the other Empires destroying each other in barbaric warfare.

If only he could turn it all back...undo his mistake.

His vision began to blur as the world around him started spin. Conscious thought was long gone by the time he collapsed into the cold sand.

Fwhip had him at sword point, a murderous glare in his eyes as blue met brown. "Why did you do it, Pix? All of this is your fault."

He tried to reply, but no words came out. He...he was sorry! He...he hadn't known!

Blood splattered on his face.

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"Traitor!" Gem cried, amethyst crystals trapping his legs and preventing movement.

Kathrine, Pearl, and Shelby stood at her side, disappointment and disdain in their eyes. "What are we going to do with him Gem?" Pearl asked, her voice dark and full of malice.

"Toss him in the dungeon to rot. He doesn't deserve to see daylight."

Cold stone and chains greeted his every waking hour

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Joel lay broken and motionless before him; his eyes dull and empty with death. Lizzie grieved over his body in anguish at the loss of her husband.

The second she noticed him, the Ocean Queen's eyes glowed blue with vengeance...with hatred..."YOU!" she snarled, "YOU DID THIS!"

Pix couldn't breathe as the whirlpool suffocated and drowned him.

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Scott held him against the wall, a dagger against his neck. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you." the elf said, his voice cold and sharp.

Pix couldn't form words...he couldn't speak! He wanted to apologize for everything but couldn't! He was sorry! So, so, sor-

He never finished the thought as the blade slit his throat.

-

Jimmy trembled in fear, his body covered in new and old wounds. "Pix...why? I thought...I thought you were my ally and friend..."

'I still am!' he wanted to cry, but his voice wouldn't budge again as usual.

"You left us, Pix...you left us all to die..."

At that, Jimmy's quivering form fell limp and lifeless at his feet. When Pix dared to look up he saw them all, every ruler, even Sausage and Joey...dead...corrupted.

And it was all HIS FAULT!

He jolted awake, sweat dripping down his back as his vision slowly welcomed reality back. His heart was racing as he gasped for the cold air of the moon-lit desert. His body shook and it wasn't long before Pix realized his face was wet with tears...he was crying.

He shook his head to try and purge the nightmares from his mind, but failed. With a sigh, he got to his feet again and took off aimlessly once more, there was no going back to sleep for him now, not after that.

Then, the sky drew dark as thick clouds blocked out the moon and his vision went black once more. But it was not in the embrace of unconsciousness, he could still see a short distance ahead of himself...no, he was blinded...a blindness spell...

Pix already knew who it was. "What do you want?" he asked, voice full of exhaustion, "If you're here to kill me then make it quick."

Xornoth entered his view, "Quite the contrary, Copper King. It is not death I wish to bring you, it is release from your burden."

Pix gave a pained chuckle at the demon's words, "If you think thanking me for my help in killing the dragon and getting you to full power is going to make me feel even the slightest bit better, then you would be mistaken. My burden is rightfully deserved, my actions had consequences and now I have to live with them until they are undone."

"And yet instead of trying to undo them, you're out here alone in the desert, wasting away in your exile. You are powerless and unprotected, Copper King. Shunned and abandoned by those that once trusted you."

Blinded by darkness and distracted by the demon before him, Pix was unaware of the red tendrils that had begun coiling around his legs, preventing him from movement. "Tell me, Copper King. What will being out here accomplish for you? Do you think that if you're gone long enough that they will simply forget you existed? Question who the corrupted structures in the sands once belonged to and what they once were? Perhaps they were a once-proud empire that acted as an oasis, a place where life and death were worshiped. Perhaps a kingdom abandoned by its ruler and left to rot in corruption's wake."

Stop...

"Or perhaps you expect to return once they've all killed each other in true mortal fashion? Too afraid to face the punishments they'll give you for your role in killing the dragon like the traitor you are? The seeds of distrust are already there, all it'll take is influence to get them to grow."

Stop...

"And yet you miss them, don't you? Worry about them now that you cannot see their fates? The gullible Codfather and the lovers of land and sea. The chaotic tinkerer and the loyal wizard. The gentle farmer and the selfless fae. The naive gnome and the ignorant elf. Even the idiot king and the parrot hybrid...you worry how they are faring without you, if you could ever be forgiven by them"  

Stop...

"But we both know that, even if you did return after this exile...by then who do you expect to be but a hollowed shell of yourself?"

"STOP! Please...just...stop..." Pix begged between sobs, "What do you want..."

Xornoth's grin grew wider as he used a claw to tilt the fallen ruler's head upwards to meet his gaze, "I want your loyalty, Copper King...and I'm not giving you a choice."

There was no time to respond before agony coursed through Pix's body, a scream tearing from his throat as he collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain. His eyes opened enough to see the pulsating red and purple webs snaking up his flesh, corruption searing into skin as it traveled.

He tried to fight it, he tried to resist the influence that had started clouding his mind...

...and he failed.

#empires smp #empiresblr #My writing #pixlriffs #xornoth #pix has a bad time #because xor-xor is not nice

[randomsevans]

CHEATS TO LIFE LONG LIES

Chapter 2

Lisa pov

I sat at the kitchen isle with my phone heavy in my hand. My heart beating fast with excitement

I got the text just last night around 5 pm which must of been early morning late night of them . As the waters final broke

My newest granddaughter coming into the world

I couldn't sleep all night . The panic of everything and how it's all a sudden become very real . If that how I felt god knows how y/n felt .

I'm just glad she wasnt by her self she been through so much the last couple of month no thanks the my son .

Arr that's a story for a different time . I love and adore that boy . Mothers love after all but I wont ever forgive or forget what he did to the girl I'd hope to call my daughter one day .

He threw it all away for his new assistant he cheated with and now he has to deal with the consequences.

I gladed up to the clock on the wall behind me .

7.18

God is she even hear yet ?

I know labour can be long and hard . I should know four times but with everyone it's less time

I zoned out thinking about each day my own little ones came into the world . Robert was always with me . With his kids when they came into the world .

It's a shame y/n and the baby will never know that. But this is what she wanted nothing to do with my son . I dont blame her. It pains me so much .especially lying to my son but he lied to her for far too long. Did what he said he would never do . But did it anyway .

At least Scott's with them

I'll never forget the day we found . Found out everything.

7 months ago

3rd person

"You know lisa your pancakes ....... " y/n slowed swoled the rest of her food.

"Are too good for this world "

A soft giggled escape y/n lips as syrup tripled down her chin as Lisa's laughter boomed through out the kitchen

"Why thank you .... " Lisa said with a wife smile on the other side of the table .

"So what's chris and you up today " she asked

The smile that was once on y/n suddenly dropped as her head fell down look at the plate

"Ummm .. he went to New York for a shoot I think ..." she said quietly

"Is that boy serious!"

"Its fine lisa he said hell be back tonight you know " y/n rushed out

Lisa sighed and took a deep breath

"That's not the point .... he just asked for your hand in marriage and he couldn't spare a month or two to spend with you ."

Lisa stated but then her brows raised "wait I thought he said he didnt have anything for at least 9 weeks "

Y/n just shrugged her shoulder clearly hiding somthing

"Did you two have a fight ? " lisa asked but quickly came consider as y/n face twisted with disgust.

"What is it the pancakes or my son ?" Lisa chuckled lightly leaning towards placing a hand on top of y/n . Who just shook her head until she shot up and raced around the kitchen isle to the sink .

The sounds of choking and gagging as well as a swash sounded echoed throught out the kitchen

Lisa stood as fast as she could and went behind y/n

"I'm..... hmmm.. I'm...so ...s...so sorry lisa " y/n wiped her mouth with the back of her hand a few tears escaped her eyes .

"What ... no dont be silly. " lisa quickly filled a glass of water up handing it to y/n

"Maybe I didnt cook the pancakes right ?"

"No ... not at all "

Lisa titled her head waiting for y/n to continue.

"It happend this morning..... and yesterday " y/ n half closed her eyes as her heart sped up .

"And umm .umm"

"How long " a small smile spread on lisa face .

"What ? " y/n head shot up

"How far along are you ?" Lisa asked .y/n eyes wides

"What !..... "

Lisa had a small knowing smile on her face .slowly taking the glass out of y/n hand

"Come on .. we are going to the store .."

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Present day lisa pov

I rember that day . God we were both so happy . Well I was . I was about to be a grandmother again . And I know y/n was but she was hiding somthing

I'm not gonna lie at first I thought it might not be chris by the way she was acting . But it was far from it . More like she was to much of love fool to leave my stuiped son . It pains me to think about the future there could of had . The pain and lies he put her threw

But hey she has her baby and he now has his son to .

My eyes blured as I was stuck in my own head . I almost missed the phone buzzing in my hand

I smiled wide

"Hi " I waved as I asked the face time to my youngest sons face on the other side .

"Hi ma " scott said quietly. Clearly still in the hospital room

"So !" I said exitenly nearly bouncing on my seat

"Ma ! " scott snapped quietly again . "There asleep "

"Both of them " I asked . Abit upset .

"Yeah " scott began to make he way across the room

"Sorry " I said quietly.

Scott shook his head a little laugh left him as he smiled .

"So ..." he tiled her phone until i saw a sleeping y/n sound a sleep "she wiped out "

"I dont blame her child birth is no joke "

"Tell me about I think she broke my hand "scott said seriously.

"Just be thankful she didnt bite you " I laught

Scott zoomed his face back on him

"No she did . " he nodded his head " got stitches to ... oh and I think my ego hurt to ... she made her feeling very clear .... I think she thought I was chris when she did tho . " he took a deep breath "that's what I'm telling my self anyway "

I couldn't help but laugh. I couldn't help my self Scott looked like a kick puppy

"Ma it's not funny I got stitches ..."

I shook my head slowly quiting my laughs

"Sorry "

The smile quickly returned on Scott's face

"So .... ready to meet your granddaughter?"

My eyes widen as I nodded "please "

Scott switch the carma so it flipped until next to the hospital bed there was a tanspart container that was filled with pink and yellow blankets

My breath stopped and my eyes watered

"Oh my.... "

"She beautiful isn't she ?" Scott said softly

A sob left me "oh my god Scott just look at her. "

"Oh ma dont cry "

"I have to... just look.... oh she just... "

I quickly wiped the tears away

"So .... how ... "

"She healthy ..." Scott began behind the carma as it was till forced on the little bundle

"Small at 5 pounds but healthy . Small surprising how big the bump was ..."

"Good .. good " I chuckled. "Oh .."

"And do you wanna guess what she called her ? "

"Lisa ?" I quickly said .

"No .." oh my heart snake "well not quite ..."

I heard some murmurs and bed sheets moving

"Its ma ..."

"Oh .!"

The phone images blured as the phone was quickly taken. Until it fell onto a tried looking y/n with bed hair .

"Hi " y/n

"Hiya "

"So what point did he get to ?" She asked

"The name " I said .

"Oh yes the name "

"Lisa meet ... Clara Lisa Anne Evans"

#chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans fanfiction #fanfic #chris evans au #chris evans x you #chris evans x mom!reader #chris evans x female reader #chris evans x y/n

[valeriethepussycats]

Inside Out

Chapter 10

Pairing- Loki x Reader

Warning-cursing and killing

Your thoughts and other characters are in italics. Flashbacks are in bold.

“What are you all doing? You need to get out of here! Now!” Jane said run.

“You're joking, right? That's Thor out there waving his hammer around and everything!” A Student as he uses his phone to record the battle outside; in their ensuing fight, Thor and Malekith are transported through the realms to Svartalfheim and London continuously, at the same time a fighter jet flies towards Malekith's ship.

“Confirming ship is hostile.”

“Confirm, the ship is hostile. You have permission to engage.” Pilot said into his headpiece.

“Roger. The missile's locked. The missile's on its way.” The pilot releases the missile. “Missile off target! I repeat...”

“Mayday! I'm losing control. Mayday! Mayday! I'm losing control!” The jet is then transported to Valaheim.

As they run through the library ground. “What are you doing?” Erik asked.

“My signal's lost connection.” Jane answered.

Some of the dark elves are behind them chasing after them.

“Jane! Come on!”

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As Thor and Malekith continue their battle through the realms they land in Jotunheim and are confronted by a giant beast which then is transported to London, at the same time Darcy and Ian are being ambushed by the dark elves when Ian, with the help of the anti-gravitational energy force, grabs a car and throws it at them, Darcy looks at him in shock.

“Are you alright?” Ian asked.

“You saved my life.” Darcy answered.

“Yeah. Yes, I did.”

Back at the library grounds Jane manages to make the device work again and as she uses it suddenly makes Darcy and Ian appear behind her in each others arms kissing.

“Darcy?”

“Jane!” Darcy lets go of Ian and falls to the ground.

“Ian?”

“Selvig!”

suddenly Mjolnir appears and flies past them. “Meowmeow!”

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Thor and Malekith are then transported through the realms again with Malekith landing back in Greenwich but Thor ends up in Charing Cross Underground Station

“Mind the gap.” Said the Man over speakers.

Thor turns to one of the passengers on the underground train that's just arrived. “How do I get to Greenwich?”

“Take this train, three stops.” Said the Woman on Train.

“Thor steps onto the train and places his hand on the bar above him.”

“Mind the gap.” Said the Man over speakers.

As the train starts to move, the movement causes the woman to fall against Thor and she stops herself by placing her hand on his chest. “Sorry. Sorry.”

Thor smiles politely at her

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In Greenwich the realms come closer to converging, Malekith readies the Aether within him to bring forth the darkness. Y/n walks into the courtyard, in the middle of all the Mayham and destruction. Malekith had made a sphere around himself using the Aether.

“Dark One, come forward.” Malekith announced.

“What’s going on?” Y/n mumbled to herself as she looking at where Erik and Jane is.

“We're out of time.” Jane said.

“Maybe not yet.” Erik said looking at Y/n.

Y/n walks up to sphere and walks though it to see Malekith. “I thought Thor stoped you on Svartalfheim.”

“I can not be stoped with the Aether on my side.” Malekith said smugly.

“There’s a first time for everything.” Y/n said as her eyes glow white.

The Stratus clouds in sky turns into dark Altocumulus clouds. A lightning storm in each cloud, the thunder is so loud that the ground being to shake and the cars that’s around alarms starts going off. A pair of Electric blue eyes are watching everything unfold. Lightning begins to strike the sphere relentlessly until the sphere shatter blasting Malekith yards away.

Malekith stands up and gives Y/n a hearty laugh. “You are truly extraordinary, Dark One.”

Y/n looks over at Malekith with a cocked head. “Why do you keep calling me that?”

Malekith points at Y/n’s chest. “That power inside you it comes from the universe. It’s endless,constantly growing, and......dark.”

Y/n raises her eyebrows at Malekith. “Dark.....there’s nothing dark inside me.”

“Y/n!” Jane said rushing off to Y/n

“Jane. Jane!” Erik shouted.

Thor rushes out of the station to watch the Aether taking over Malekith and Y/n is fighting him.

“Y/n, I need to tell you some.” Jane started. “Y/n, Its about Loki.”

“Not the time, Jane.” Y/n snapped.

“No...Loki wasn’t taken back to Asgard....Malekith.....killed him.” Jane said with quiet empathy.

Upon hearing those words it begins to rain hard. The sky was already dark but the sun was able to shine though but now the sun wasn’t nowhere to be found.

Something inside Y/n snapped and the whole area begins to shake like an earthquake. Y/n’s eyes turns black as vines start to slowly form all over her body.

“Oh no.” Nathan whispered from the clock tower as he rushes down.

“He....Did.....What?” Y/n snarled as her hair stand up and red lightning starts to strike down on the ground in a straight line towards Malekith. Y/n uses her powers to pick up Erik’s gadget spears and fly them over to the Dark Elves.

“Is that why I felt emptiness because you took..Him..From..Me.”

Fire starts to form around Y/n as she starts to walk over to Malekith. Everything in her path burns she’s even leaving burned marks on the ground. Y/n holds out her hand and freezes the rain drops and then flat them then shot them at Malekith.

“Y/n! You have to calm down! Y/n!” Erik called out.

“Y/n’s not here right now.” Y/n answered.

“What.”

Y/n moves her hand and picks up Malekith’s ship and move it towards him. “Now Die!!!”

Y/n drops her arm and the ship falls on Malekith. Y/n looks around at all the Dark Elves and shot water arrows at them making all Dark Elves turn drop to the ground.

Jane uses the gavemetric which makes them disappears and appears on Svartalfheim.

Breathe Y/n

Loki

It will be alright I will always be with you

Tears start to fall from Y/n’s face. She puts her hand over her mouth to stop the sobs from escaping but it was all in vain Y/n’s wail had seep through and just as it did a little green and blue colors appeared in the sky. An aurora borealis (Northern lights) starts to appear all around the area. But little did she and everybody else know it was happening all around the world.

“Y/n.” Thor called out.

Y/n looks over at Thor with eye black. “Is he really gone?”

Thor nods yes. Y/n’s face slowly turns name to normal and just as she is about to fall but Nathan catches her. Thor rushes over to catch Y/n but someone beats him to it.

“Don’t worry, I’m a friend.”

Darcy smiles and throws her arms around Ian and kisses him passionately.

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In New York

At Tony’s tower Bruce is working on something that would change the world, when he looks up out the window and see Northern lights “Tony come look at this.”

Tony walks over to Bruce and looks out the window. “Is that the Northern lights?”

“Yep.” Bruce answered.

“You don’t think it’s Y/n’s doing.”

Tony and Bruce looks at each other with an uneasy feeling crawling up their spine.

Westchester, New York

Jean and Scott is watching tv when an emergency Broadcast on to the channel there watching.

“Breaking news the Northern lights is appearing all over the country.....ok I’m just getting word that the first Sighting of the Northern lights was in the United Kingdom. Some say it’s the effects of global warming.” News reporter explained.

One of the kids run inside the mansion. “Come you have to see this” said the trying to encourage her friend to come outside.

“You want to see what’s all the fuss is about?” Scott asked Jean.

“Why not.” Jean said with a smile.

Jean and Scott get up and walk outside to and they see the Northern lights.

“This is not caused by global warming.” Charles Xavier said as he wheels up to Jean and Scott.

Jean looks over to her left and see Charles and he has a worried look on his face.

“Professor, what’s wrong?” Jean asked.

“Grief, Jean.” Charles answered. “Grief.”

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Couple of days later, Jane, Erik, Darcy and Ian are in her apartment sat having breakfast quietly.

“He's gonna come back. Except, you know, last time he was gone for, like, two years.” Darcy told.

“Well, it's only been two days, so...” Jane settled.

“Did he say anything before he left?” Erik wondered.

“Yeah, he had to figure some stuff out with his father. He kind of committed treason... on our way out.” Jane looks away and carries on eating her breakfast.

“Oh.”

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On Asgard Thor meets with Odin at the palace.

“You once said there would never be a wiser King than me. You were wrong. The alignment has brought all the realms together. Every one of them saw you offer your life to save them. What can Asgard offer its new King in return?”

“It was not me who save them it was Y/n.” Thor stated. “Y/n’s powers took over.........Father, I cannot be King of Asgard. I will protect Asgard and all the realms with my last and every breath, but I cannot do so from that chair. Loki, for all his grave imbalance, understood rule as I know I never will. The brutality, the sacrifice, it changes you. I'd rather be a good man than a great King.”

“Is this my son I hear, or the woman he loves?” Odin questioned.

“When you speak, do I never hear Mother's voice?”

Odin sighs.

“This is not for Jane, Father. She does not know what I came here to say. Now forbid me to see her or say she can rule at my side, it changes nothing.”

“One son who wanted the throne too much, another who will not take it. Is this my legacy?” Odin wondered.

“Loki died with honor, I shall try to live the same. Is that not legacy enough? “ Thor declared.

Odin nods his head, Thor then holds up Mjolnir to offer it back to Odin. “It belongs to you, if you are worthy of it.”

“I shall try to be.”

“I cannot give you my blessing, nor can I wish you good fortune.”

“I know.” Thor turns to leave.

“If I were proud of the man my son had become, even that I could not say. It would speak only from my heart. Go, my son.”

Thor smiles. “Thank you, father.” he turns and starts walking off, as Odin watches

Thor walk off.

Odin's form transform to reveal Loki. “No. Thank you.” Loki smiles devilishly.

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Sif and Volstagg are taken to meet, The Collector Taneleer Tivan.

“I present to you, Taneleer Tivan, The Collector.” The Collector's Assistan announced.

“Woh, Oh. Asgardians, it's an honor.” The Collector said as he bows theatrically.

“You know why we're here.” Sif stated.

“Of course. But if I may ask, why not keep it secure in your own vault?” The Collector asked.

“The Tesseract is already on Asgard. It's not wise to keep two Infinity Stones so close together.” Volstagg answered.

“That's very wise.” Sif hands the Aether over to The Collector. “I can assure you it will be absolutely safe in...in my collection.”

“See that it is.” The Collector bows his head, Sif and Volstagg turn and leave.

“One down, five to go.”

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Weeks later

Y/n wakes in a bed and sits up fast looking around the room and she’s home her home. He rushes up to her and hold her head in his hand.

“Your here.” Y/n said with tears in her eyes as she covers Loki’s hand with hers.

“You have to let me.” Loki stated.

“No...No..No...I just got you back.” Y/n said as her chin trembling as tears roll down.

“If you don’t you will hurt a lot of people.” Loki said with a voice soft with affection.

“Please don’t make me do this.” Y/n wept.

Loki wipes away Y/n’s tears. “I love you...always.”

“I love you.” Y/n said as she grabs Loki’s face and kisses him with the want...the needed to have him.

Loki moves back and rest his forehead on Y/n. “You have to let me go. You have to let me go.”

“Goo...goodbye Loki.” Y/n uttered.

Y/n suddenly wakes up and see Nathan sitting at the foot of the bed. “Nathan.....”

“You were crying.”

Y/n sits up and touches her face and feels that it is wet, she quickly dry her face and looks over at Nathan.

“How long have you’ve been holding back your powers?” Nathan said softly.

“Couple of days.” Y/n answered.

“That was couple of days.” Nathan earnestly.

“I was calm.” Y/n started sad smile. “Queen Frigga, helped me find it and then she was murder and then I saw everyone I cared about turned to dust right in front of me, then I found out Loki is.......dead. I don’t think I could’ve hold it in anymore.” Y/n finished.

“I’m so sorry, Y/n.” Nathan said placing a Comforting hand on Y/n’s.

“The Aether told me that me that in order to stop what I saw from happening I need control over my powers and you look like you have everything together right.” Y/n said.

“Ya I do wait....you want me to teach you?” Nathan asked.

“Besides Charles Xavier you are the only person I’ve met that share powers with me. If what I saw was true then I need to get stronger and your the only person that can help me.” Y/n proclaimed.

“Y/n, you need to grieve...” Nathan disclosed.

“If I do that a lot of people will get hurt.” Y/n told Nathan. “Nathan, I have a strong feeling that the same person that’s going to kill everyone is the same person that tortured Loki.”

Nathan looks over at Y/n and can see that she’s a 100% sure about her theory. “Ok I’ll teach you.”

“What? Are you serious?” Y/a wondered.

“Yes.” Nathan said nodded.

Y/n hugs Nathan like her life depended on it.

I’ll get stronger and have control powers....I’ll stop him Loki

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At her apartment Jane, Erik, Darcy and Ian hear the sounds of thunder, Jane looks out and smiles as she sees lightning, Jane walks out onto her balcony as Thor appears, they embrace and start kissing passionately; at the same time we see the beast transported from Jotunheim running amok outside the abandoned factory.Inside Out

Chapter 10

Pairing- Loki x Reader

Warning-cursing and killing

Your thoughts and other characters are in italics.

Flashbacks are in bold

“What are you all doing? You need to get out of here! Now!” Jane said run.

“You're joking, right? That's Thor out there waving his hammer around and everything!” A Student as he uses his phone to record the battle outside; in their ensuing fight, Thor and Malekith are transported through the realms to Svartalfheim and London continuously, at the same time a fighter jet flies towards Malekith's ship.

“Confirming ship is hostile.”

“Confirm, the ship is hostile. You have permission to engage.” Pilot said into his headpiece.

“Roger. The missile's locked. The missile's on its way.” The pilot releases the missile. “Missile off target! I repeat...”

“Mayday! I'm losing control. Mayday! Mayday! I'm losing control!” The jet is then transported to Valaheim.

As they run through the library ground. “What are you doing?” Erik asked.

“My signal's lost connection.” Jane answered.

Some of the dark elves are behind them chasing after them.

“Jane! Come on!”

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As Thor and Malekith continue their battle through the realms they land in Jotunheim and are confronted by a giant beast which then is transported to London, at the same time Darcy and Ian are being ambushed by the dark elves when Ian, with the help of the anti-gravitational energy force, grabs a car and throws it at them, Darcy looks at him in shock.

“Are you alright?” Ian asked.

“You saved my life.” Darcy answered.

“Yeah. Yes, I did.”

Back at the library grounds Jane manages to make the device work again and as she uses it suddenly makes Darcy and Ian appear behind her in each others arms kissing.

“Darcy?”

“Jane!” Darcy lets go of Ian and falls to the ground.

“Ian?”

“Selvig!”

suddenly Mjolnir appears and flies past them. “Meowmeow!”

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Thor and Malekith are then transported through the realms again with Malekith landing back in Greenwich but Thor ends up in Charing Cross Underground Station

“Mind the gap.” Said the Man over speakers.

Thor turns to one of the passengers on the underground train that's just arrived. “How do I get to Greenwich?”

“Take this train, three stops.” Said the Woman on Train.

“Thor steps onto the train and places his hand on the bar above him.”

“Mind the gap.” Said the Man over speakers.

As the train starts to move, the movement causes the woman to fall against Thor and she stops herself by placing her hand on his chest. “Sorry. Sorry.”

Thor smiles politely at her

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In Greenwich the realms come closer to converging, Malekith readies the Aether within him to bring forth the darkness. Y/n walks into the courtyard, in the middle of all the Mayham and destruction. Malekith had made a sphere around himself using the Aether.

“Dark One, come forward.” Malekith announced.

“What’s going on?” Y/n mumbled to herself as she looking at where Erik and Jane is.

“We're out of time.” Jane said.

“Maybe not yet.” Erik said looking at Y/n.

Y/n walks up to sphere and walks though it to see Malekith. “I thought Thor stoped you on Svartalfheim.”

“I can not be stoped with the Aether on my side.” Malekith said smugly.

“There’s a first time for everything.” Y/n said as her eyes glow white.

The Stratus clouds in sky turns into dark Altocumulus clouds. A lightning storm in each cloud, the thunder is so loud that the ground being to shake and the cars that’s around alarms starts going off. A pair of Electric blue eyes are watching everything unfold. Lightning begins to strike the sphere relentlessly until the sphere shatter blasting Malekith yards away.

Malekith stands up and gives Y/n a hearty laugh. “You are truly extraordinary, Dark One.”

Y/n looks over at Malekith with a cocked head. “Why do you keep calling me that?”

Malekith points at Y/n’s chest. “That power inside you it comes from the universe. It’s endless,constantly growing, and......dark.”

Y/n raises her eyebrows at Malekith. “Dark.....there’s nothing dark inside me.”

“Y/n!” Jane said rushing off to Y/n

“Jane. Jane!” Erik shouted.

Thor rushes out of the station to watch the Aether taking over Malekith and Y/n is fighting him.

“Y/n, I need to tell you some.” Jane started. “Y/n, Its about Loki.”

“Not the time, Jane.” Y/n snapped.

“No...Loki wasn’t taken back to Asgard....Malekith.....killed him.” Jane said with quiet empathy.

Upon hearing those words it begins to rain hard. The sky was already dark but the sun was able to shine though but now the sun wasn’t nowhere to be found.

Something inside Y/n snapped and the whole area begins to shake like an earthquake. Y/n’s eyes turns black as vines start to slowly form all over her body.

“Oh no.” Nathan whispered from the clock tower as he rushes down.

“He....Did.....What?” Y/n snarled as her hair stand up and red lightning starts to strike down on the ground in a straight line towards Malekith. Y/n uses her powers to pick up Erik’s gadget spears and fly them over to the Dark Elves.

“Is that why I felt emptiness because you took..Him..From..Me.”

Fire starts to form around Y/n as she starts to walk over to Malekith. Everything in her path burns she’s even leaving burned marks on the ground. Y/n holds out her hand and freezes the rain drops and then flat them then shot them at Malekith.

“Y/n! You have to calm down! Y/n!” Erik called out.

“Y/n’s not here right now.” Y/n answered.

“What.”

Y/n moves her hand and picks up Malekith’s ship and move it towards him. “Now Die!!!”

Y/n drops her arm and the ship falls on Malekith. Y/n looks around at all the Dark Elves and shot water arrows at them making all Dark Elves turn drop to the ground.

Jane uses the gavemetric which makes them disappears and appears on Svartalfheim.

Breathe Y/n

Loki

It will be alright I will always be with you

Tears start to fall from Y/n’s face. She puts her hand over her mouth to stop the sobs from escaping but it was all in vain Y/n’s wail had seep through and just as it did a little green and blue colors appeared in the sky. An aurora borealis (Northern lights) starts to appear all around the area. But little did she and everybody else know it was happening all around the world.

“Y/n.” Thor called out.

Y/n looks over at Thor with eye black. “Is he really gone?”

Thor nods yes. Y/n’s face slowly turns name to normal and just as she is about to fall but Nathan catches her. Thor rushes over to catch Y/n but someone beats him to it.

“Don’t worry, I’m a friend.”

Darcy smiles and throws her arms around Ian and kisses him passionately.

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In New York

At Tony’s tower Bruce is working on something that would change the world, when he looks up out the window and see Northern lights “Tony come look at this.”

Tony walks over to Bruce and looks out the window. “Is that the Northern lights?”

“Yep.” Bruce answered.

“You don’t think it’s Y/n’s doing.”

Tony and Bruce looks at each other with an uneasy feeling crawling up their spine.

Westchester, New York

Jean and Scott is watching tv when an emergency Broadcast on to the channel there watching.

“Breaking news the Northern lights is appearing all over the country.....ok I’m just getting word that the first Sighting of the Northern lights was in the United Kingdom. Some say it’s the effects of global warming.” News reporter explained.

One of the kids run inside the mansion. “Come you have to see this” said the trying to encourage her friend to come outside.

“You want to see what’s all the fuss is about?” Scott asked Jean.

“Why not.” Jean said with a smile.

Jean and Scott get up and walk outside to and they see the Northern lights.

“This is not caused by global warming.” Charles Xavier said as he wheels up to Jean and Scott.

Jean looks over to her left and see Charles and he has a worried look on his face.

“Professor, what’s wrong?” Jean asked.

“Grief, Jean.” Charles answered. “Grief.”

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Couple of days later, Jane, Erik, Darcy and Ian are in her apartment sat having breakfast quietly.

“He's gonna come back. Except, you know, last time he was gone for, like, two years.” Darcy told.

“Well, it's only been two days, so...” Jane settled.

“Did he say anything before he left?” Erik wondered.

“Yeah, he had to figure some stuff out with his father. He kind of committed treason... on our way out.” Jane looks away and carries on eating her breakfast]

“Oh.”

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On Asgard Thor meets with Odin at the palace.

“You once said there would never be a wiser King than me. You were wrong. The alignment has brought all the realms together. Every one of them saw you offer your life to save them. What can Asgard offer its new King in return?”

“It was not me who save them it was Y/n.” Thor stated. “Y/n’s powers took over..........Father, I cannot be King of Asgard. I will protect Asgard and all the realms with my last and every breath, but I cannot do so from that chair. Loki, for all his grave imbalance, understood rule as I know I never will. The brutality, the sacrifice, it changes you. I'd rather be a good man than a great King.”

“Is this my son I hear, or the woman he loves?” Odin questioned.

“When you speak, do I never hear Mother's voice?”

Odin sighs.

“This is not for Jane, Father. She does not know what I came here to say. Now forbid me to see her or say she can rule at my side, it changes nothing.”

“One son who wanted the throne too much, another who will not take it. Is this my legacy?” Odin wondered.

“Loki died with honor, I shall try to live the same. Is that not legacy enough? “ Thor declared.

Odin nods his head, Thor then holds up Mjolnir to offer it back to Odin. “It belongs to you, if you are worthy of it.”

“I shall try to be.”

“I cannot give you my blessing, nor can I wish you good fortune.”

“I know.” Thor turns to leave.

“If I were proud of the man my son had become, even that I could not say. It would speak only from my heart. Go, my son.”

Thor smiles. “Thank you, father.” he turns and starts walking off, as Odin watches

Thor walk off.

Odin's form transform to reveal Loki. “No. Thank you.” Loki smiles devilishly.

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Sif and Volstagg are taken to meet, The Collector Taneleer Tivan.

“I present to you, Taneleer Tivan, The Collector.” The Collector's Assistan announced.

“Woh, Oh. Asgardians, it's an honor.” The Collector said as he bows theatrically.

“You know why we're here.” Sif stated.

“Of course. But if I may ask, why not keep it secure in your own vault?” The Collector asked.

“The Tesseract is already on Asgard. It's not wise to keep two Infinity Stones so close together.” Volstagg answered.

“That's very wise.” Sif hands the Aether over to The Collector. “I can assure you it will be absolutely safe in...in my collection.”

“See that it is.” The Collector bows his head, Sif and Volstagg turn and leave.

“One down, five to go.”

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Weeks later

Y/n wakes in a bed and sits up fast looking around the room and she’s home her home. He rushes up to her and hold her head in his hand.

“Your here.” Y/n said with tears in her eyes as she covers Loki’s hand with hers.

“You have to let me.” Loki stated.

“No...No..No...I just got you back.” Y/n said as her chin trembling as tears roll down.

“If you don’t you will hurt a lot of people.” Loki said with a voice soft with affection.

“Please don’t make me do this.” Y/n wept.

Loki wipes away Y/n’s tears. “I love you...always.”

“I love you.” Y/n said as she grabs Loki’s face and kisses him with the want...the needed to have him.

Loki moves back and rest his forehead on Y/n. “You have to let me go. You have to let me go.”

“Goo...goodbye Loki.” Y/n uttered.

Y/n suddenly wakes up and see Nathan sitting at the foot of the bed. “Nathan.....”

“You were crying.”

Y/n sits up and touches her face and feels that it is wet, she quickly dry her face and looks over at Nathan.

“How long have you’ve been holding back your powers?” Nathan said softly.

“Couple of days .” Y/n answered.

“That was couple of days.” Nathan earnestly.

“I was calm.” Y/n started sad smile. “Queen Frigga, helped me find it and then she was murder and........ I saw everyone I cared about turned to dust right in front of me, then I found out Loki is.......dead. I don’t think I could’ve hold it in anymore.” Y/n finished.

“I’m so sorry, Y/n.” Nathan said placing a Comforting hand on Y/n’s.

“The Aether told me that me that in order to stop what I saw from happening I need control over my powers and you look like you have everything together right.” Y/n said.

“Ya I do wait....you want me to teach you?” Nathan asked.

“Besides Charles Xavier you are the only person I’ve met that share powers with me. If what I saw was true then I need to get stronger and your the only person that can help me.” Y/n proclaimed.

“Y/n, you need to grieve...” Nathan disclosed.

“If I do that....a lot of people will get hurt.” Y/n told Nathan. “Nathan, I have a strong feeling that the same person that’s going to kill everyone is the same person that tortured Loki.”

Nathan looks over at Y/n and can see that she’s a 100% sure about her theory. “Ok I’ll teach you.”

“What? Are you serious?” Y/a wondered.

“Yes.” Nathan said nodded.

Y/n hugs Nathan like her life depended on it. “Thank you.!”

I’ll get stronger and have control over my powers....I’ll stop him Loki

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At her apartment Jane, Erik, Darcy and Ian hear the sounds of thunder, Jane looks out and smiles as she sees lightning, Jane walks out onto her balcony as Thor appears, they embrace and start kissing passionately; at the same time we see the beast transported from Jotunheim running amok outside the abandoned factory.

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