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1-800-barnes · 3 years

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Undercover

pairing: detective!bucky x detective!reader

summary: When you and bucky go undercover to catch an identity thief, the investigation brings both of you closer.

word count: 1.7k

A/N: This is my first fic ever, please be nice<3 English is not my first language so if you see any mistakes please contact me!

Warnings: fluff, like one curse word, slight mention of a gun, B99 AU.

After Captain Fury assigned you and Bucky to go after an identity thief, Bucky seemed to be reluctant of being your partner, and that left you confused the whole morning. So when lunchtime came, you decided to ask him about it, “Buck, did I do something to you?” you asked him while entering the break room.

“What? No” he answered quickly, but it didn’t convince you “Then why are you trying to keep me off this case?” you whisper-yelled.

“All right” he started “Remember when you told me that you didn’t want to date cops? That bummed me out because I was thinking about asking you out,” he told you “Oh, okay” you hesitantly said, his words definitely caught you off guard, when you first started on the precinct you developed a crush on the blue-eyed man but couldn’t bring yourself to admit it, and now he tells you that he was thinking about asking you out?

“I know that’s not what you want and it just took me a while but I totally get it” you were confused about everything that’s going on “Bucky, I don’t know what to say…” before you could finish he interrupted you “Let’s just not make it weird, this is a case, we’ll work at it together because we’re professionals” before you could say something he rushed out of the room.

After not seeing Bucky for the whole day, you, him, Steve, and Natasha were in a van observing the guy you’re looking for “Why is he getting out here? I thought your C.I. said the drop was happening in a park.” you told Bucky. “Rumlow has the laptop with him. We should just arrest him right here.” you suggested “No, the buyer's the bigger collar. We've got to follow him in and wait for the handoff, let’s go inside,” he said in a demanding tone. “Wait, we look like cops. We're never gonna blend in dressed like this” you put your hair down and adjusted your shirt “How’s this?” you asked Bucky. Natasha turned to look at you “You look fine. Here, wear this” she hands you a jacket.

You and Bucky got out of the van and went into the restaurant, as soon as you got in you were standing next to Rumlow “Hi. Table for two, please.” bucky says. “I'm so sorry. There's nothing available. We're booked up.” the hostess said looking not interested at all, then you had an idea and decided to barge in “Oh, no, that's horrible.” you start “Tonight's a really important night for us. Johnny and I just got engaged, and this is where our first date was.” It took a couple of seconds but Bucky caught up with you “Oh, yeah, it would mean so much to Dora and me. I would have made a reservation, but I didn't know if she was gonna say yes” after he finished you kissed him on the cheek.

The hostess finally looked at you two “You are just so sweet together. You know, I'm sure I can find room for two young lovers.” she said. “Yeah, we are lovers... together... in beds” Bucky stated awkwardly and you just glanced at him giving a ‘don’t fuck up’ look.

When both of you got to the table, you break the silence “ Sorry about springing the engagement and romantic stuff on you.” you gave him an apologetic smile “No, no, no. That was great. I mean, it's what got us in here. Cheek kiss was a bit much. Very wet.” you looked at each other and laugh. You looked to your side and there was Rumlow and maybe his girlfriend? You didn’t know exactly, the only thing you thought about was how you and Bucky were screwed, they put you right beside the guy you were keeping an eye on. His girlfriend turned to you both and started talking.

The night couldn’t have been going worse, Rumlow’s girlfriend, whose name was Lucy, didn’t stop talking to you and Bucky the whole night. Although Rumlow seemed a bit skeptical he talked too.

After some time Rumlow and Lucy leave the table, but he sends the girl to get the car and he went to the kitchen, you turned to Bucky “He took the laptop case with him, he’s gonna make the drop, let's go.” Both of you went to the kitchen door but then, Rumlow saw you. “Damn, he saw us,” Your partner said worried but then he pulled you into a kiss. You couldn’t even process what’s happening, did he really just kiss you? Brock passes you two and Bucky pulled away “Good, good, we kept our cover intact, nice work,” he said rather quickly “Quick professional thinking out there. Very quick. Very professional.” you couldn’t get the kiss out of your head “Detective,” he said reaching his hand “Detective” you shook his hands “Let’s get back on the case” he instantly pulled you to get to the car.

You were back in the van with Natasha and Steve, following Rumlow. “How was the restaurant?” Steve asked quietly “Such a normal time” you squealed “Why are you being weird?” he said curiously. “We kissed” Bucky calmly said. “What?” Steve and Nat screamed together “To keep our cover from being blown, okay? We didn’t have a choice!” you exclaimed. Steve was going to say something until Natasha started uttered “He’s pulling over. It’s going down”.

You saw Rumlow leave the package by a tree “Guys, it’s not a handoff, he’s leaving it there” Bucky told Steve “You and Nat follow Rumlow, we’re going to stay with the package and get the buyer” the blonde agreed and right after, you and bucky left the car.

While waiting near the package, he was feeling perplexed due to the event that happened in the restaurant but it didn’t matter what he thought about, it was always you in the end. “Hey” he turned to you “We’re cool right?” he was worried about your answer, he couldn’t handle you being mad at him “Yes” you started “We’re fine, totally fine” but you weren’t, the kiss kept replaying in your head. “You know what? I’m actually really hungry, never got to eat at that fancy restaurant”. Now that he mentioned it, you actually were hungry as well “You know what I’m getting on my way home?” you asked him rhetorically. “Yeah, you’re gonna go to that cafe near your house, and get a cinnamon roll and a cup of hot chocolate,” he said casually “That's exactly what I’m gonna get,” you told him, you were going to tell ask him how he knew that but you felt another presence there “Bucky” you whispered, “He’s looking at us”. You could see the confusion on his face. “What?” the guy seemed suspicious so you had to be quick. “Well, this is happening,” you said more to yourself than him “Huh?” he hummed. Before he could say something else you grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss, it was like you were made for each other, it felt so passionate and real, but you couldn’t forget that it was all an undercover act.

As you saw the guy start to move away with the case, you push Bucky away “NYPD! Freeze” you yelled “We are police colleagues” you said pointing your gun at him. “You’re under arrest. This is a work event” he quickly said. You both handcuffed the guy and brought him back to the precinct.

You were alone in the break room, the events of the evening running through your mind until Bucky comes in “Hey, could you sign this arrest report for Rumlow and the buyer?” he asked calmly. “Sure” you answered. How could he be so calm, did everything that you went through today not affect him the same way as it affected you? Maybe he just forgot about the idea of asking you out and didn’t want anything related to you in that way. “Man, I forgot how long your signature takes” he joked. “This whole night was really weird wasn’t it?” you question him “Yes, it totally was. I just want everything to go back to how it was”. You didn’t know why but his words hurt a little, wasn’t he willing to try to go out with you? “You're right y’know?” he continues “We shouldn’t date cops, ‘cause we make a great team, we work great together, doll” Doll? During all your years working side by side, he has never called you that, but maybe it was just a slip-up. “I don’t want anything to change.” you said “Me, neither”. Well, at least now you knew that he didn’t want anything more. “Okay, then that’s that detective Barnes” you whispered. “See you around the precinct” was the last thing he said before leaving the room.

Later, doing some paperwork, you went to the files room to get a file for your new case, everything was quiet there until you heard the door open. “Hey,” the person said, you could recognize that voice everywhere, it belonged to the person whose piercing blue eyes couldn’t leave your head “How are you holding up?” He asked. “I’m fine, just tired, today was a long day” you turned around, and there he was, standing right in front of you “what about you?” you returned the question. “Same” he starts “but I feel like something’s missing”. You looked into his eyes, not understanding what he meant, he stared right back at you, but then his eyes went to your mouth and next thing you knew, you were kissing again but know it didn’t involve an undercover it was just you and bucky, no one else. His hands were now warm, holding onto your waist, while yours were on the back of his neck, the kiss was everything you could’ve asked for, you felt like you were on a movie until you heard something.

“Hey, Bucky” It was Steve shouting from the other side of the door “I need your help here, pal”.

You both pulled away from each other, panting heavily, cheeks flushed and a smile on both faces.

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vickyvicarious · 4 years

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do u have any atla fic recs? all time faves? can be shippy or not

Fun fact, I am incapable of holding back on reclists. In other words: brace yourself, anon. There’s a reason I put most of this behind a cut.

First off, these are almost all Zuko-centric, because I shamelessly play favorites. I’ll sort them by author rec, gen, shippy, and then by other characters because honestly the numbers break down well that way. Within those categories it’ll be more just as I think of it, so no special meaning to the order. I’m not always good about bookmarking even my faves, so some excellent stuff will no doubt be missing, especially since I haven’t read a lot of the more recent stuff yet/forgot some really old stuff, but this will definitely still give you plenty of fic to enjoy.

There’s a good number of FFN links on here so apologies to people who dislike it, but a lot of great stuff is still on there so give it a chance.

Author recs

Everything by @awesomeavocadolove Such hits as Another Brother (Zuko adopted by Hakoda pre-S1), and currently has a Zukka soulmate fic I’ve been meaning to start reading, as well as Unchained Melody, one of my favorite Zukka fics ever. Always quality, you can’t go wrong.

Everything by KimberlyT. I do not kid. She’s written a variety of ATLA fic ranging from Zutara/other romance to gen, seriously emotional to cracky cabbagebending. I think my favorite is probably Mismatched (S1 Zuko adopts a baby) but honestly just go read it all.

Everything by @emletish-fish. She has a very fun writing style and honestly her end-of-chapter notes on why she’s made the choices she has are fun minimetas worthwhile in their own right. Some of her top fics are the Stalking Zuko series (S3 suspicious Katara to Zutara) and The Worst Prisoner (the Gaang kidnaps Zuko in S1 and can’t get rid of him). I think there’s still a good amount of her fic that can only be found on FFN so check there too.

Everything by @botherkupo. Especially her Undying Fire series (healer!Zuko) but also just literally everything she writes, it is all so great. Tends toward Zutara but strong gen fics as well sometimes and a lot of fun. Check it all out!

Everything by @muffinlance. Loves to toy with her readers’ emotions in the best of ways. Tons of fantastic gen Zuko-centric AUs, I have adored every single fic I’ve ever read by her, can’t praise them enough. Very productive as well, her tumblr is a hub for the ATLA renaissance and her fics inspire lots of others. Has also organized a fanmade ATLA coloring book for charity so get that once it’s out. In the meantime read everything she’s written.

Everything by Haicrescendo. My favorite is What We’re Given (the series where Zuko finds more air bisons and raises them), but there’s a lot of good Zukka fic too. I tend to steer away from explicit works in this fandom unless it’s a smaller part of a much longer plot-centric fic, so there are a number I haven’t read, but I really like the Pokemon!AU Zukka.

Everything by @gaycinema. I really love the EK fight club series (Zuko fights in Rumbles/etc.) but all of it is a good read. Some Jetko, mostly a lot of introspective or emotional oneshots. Which isn’t really a great depiction of how good they tend to be, you’ll just have to read them and find out. You won’t regret it, trust me.

Everything by @captainkirkk. So far eight stellar fics, starting with kind Fire Lord Zuko and ranging to Floating Tea Shop!Zuko who doesn’t want to hunt the Avatar. I love her style and have laughed out loud at multiple of these.

Gen Zuko fic

Bringing Out the Blue by maguena1. [unfinished, long] Definitely worth the read. The first ATLA fic I ever got really sucked into. The Blue Spirit never gets knocked out so Aang doesn’t know his true identity; he joins the Gaang on a recurring basis, while Zuko attempts to tell himself this is only for information on how to catch them, they definitely aren’t his friends.

It’s Impossible by Sandra Phillips. [abandoned, long] One of the earliest Avatar!Zuko fics (sort of) and a really interesting take on some spirit stuff.

Embers by Vathara. [complete, long] A landmark fic in the fandom, and for good reason. I didn’t love everything about this fic, but it is very well-written and an absorbing read certainly worth the praise.

the art of description by incandescens. [oneshot, short] Five descriptions of Zuko and Toph’s field trip from various perspectives. Short, sweet, and funny.

Breaking Point by Kryal. [oneshot, short] Zuko isn’t banished but instead sent to serve in the Home Guard. I love Zuko loving his people, and alternate canon explorations, and this is exactly that.

The Alternative by Lunatique. [oneshot, short] The reason Zuko is so determined is because he fears what will happen if he isn’t the next Fire Lord. An idea I support in canon, to a degree, written well.

Hands and Knees by gigerisgod. [oneshot, short] Zuko reflects on the choices he’s made, and experiences he’s had, when joining the Gaang. A nice introspective fic.

Relative Misery by peroxidepest17. [oneshot, short] Toph complains about her family and Zuko takes her on a field trip. Not a fic I take too seriously, but funny in a sad way.

Second Nature by lazyartisan. [possibly abandoned, long] An AU stemming from Zuko’s capture at the North Pole. Well-written and characterized, an old favorite that I actually find needing to reread to give you more detail, but I can promise it’s good.

Year One by peroxidepest17. [oneshot, short] Lessons Zuko learns in his first year being Fire Lord. I really like explorations of Zuko’s journey as Fire Lord and this is a lovely little window into that.

Soft by PenPistola. [oneshot, short] Zuko and Toph bonding after the Ember Island Players. Short and sweet.

The New Phoenix King by JoeMerl. [oneshot, short] Fire Lord Zuko is overthrown, and no one but him is bothered at all. In fact they help. Hilarious crack.

First Name Basis by JoeMerl. [oneshot, short] There’s some popular posts going around Tumblr lately about Zuko not knowing the Gaang’s names, but this fic did it first back in 2008. As amusing as you’d expect.

Male Bonding by glamaphonic. [oneshot, short] The original ‘Zuko and Sokka bond and are also dumb idiot boys’ fic. Katara is permanently rolling her eyes.

it’s not the waking, it’s the rising by isamagicdragon, thegracious [ongoing, series, medium] Azulon tells Ozai to kill Azula instead of Zuko, which leads to heartwrenching fire sibs adventure. I haven’t caught up on the last chapter yet but god is it fantastic and also just a really interesting and new perspective on what could have happened.

Doe-Eyed by Anonymous. [complete, medium] Zuko is a baby, Azula is a loving big sister. More fire sibs and a great exploration on Azula’s POV of turning against Ozai.

kintsugi by discordiansamba. [ongoing, series, long] Zuko doesn’t have Iroh after being banished, and winds up hired as a guard to protect the frail Beifong daughter. Fantastic preseries Zuko+Toph found family fic.

Legacies by WildInkling. [ongoing, medium] Far in the future, a historian studies the journal of Fire Lord Zuko. Also, he was secretly a famous author but no one knows. A funny and poignant outsider POV.

#UndercoverZuko series by naggeluide. [complete, series, short] A completely cracky concept written straight enough to be actually quite touching in parts, but also just really funny. Zuko goes Undercover Boss on his ship pre-series.

Avatar Ficlets by JaggedCliffs. [series, oneshots, short] An ongoing series of disconnected oneshots, mostly post-canon and mostly Zuko-centric. Some a pretty fun, one is a great view on Zuko and lightningbending, all worth the read (and follow for when more come out).

The Blind Leading the Blue by BrusselsSprout. [ongoing, medium] An epic Zuko and Toph field trip set in S2. I love them and this.

half in the shadows, half burned in flames by r_astra. [oneshot, short] Iroh dies, Zuko gets caught on the Day of Black Sun, everything ends up all right but damn does it hurt getting there.

A Tale of Earth and Fire by chiiyo86. [complete, medium] Zuko and Toph are married for Politics in a FN Wins AU, and follows them slowly bonding as friends to beginning a revolution. They’re married but it’s not romantic, just some good friendship.

Eight Principles of Yong by psocoptera. [oneshot, short] An exploration of immediate post-show FN politics (sort of), calligraphy, and Zuko. Also has some lovely non-fighting firebending; I always love when people explore other uses of bending.

Healing Properties of Cinder Sage by Dawen. [oneshot, short] Zuko gets very sick in the Western Air Temple. Some good interaction when he’s new to the Gaang, and Toph+Zuko friendship.

We Ourselves Must Walk The Path by WinterSky101. [complete, medium] The Gaang agrees to make Zuko their prisoner in the WAT. Speaking of new-to-the-Gaang, tension, this fic has plenty of it, and also features some good Toph and Zuko.

Frozen by Aris Merquoni. [oneshot, medium] Zuko is captured in the NWT. Some politics, lots of angst, and eventually, healing. Also actually makes me somewhat like Hahn? Incredibly enough.

Reluctant Hero by PAW_07. [ongoing, long] Avatar!Zuko fic. I got to beta it way back when for a little while before I got too busy, and have always been a huge fan of this fic. Great concept, one of the best executions of it I’ve seen, and also one of the first. Definitely read this.

Morality Chain by Pureauthor. [abandoned, long] Azula and Zuko were always on each other’s side; how this changes canon. I love this concept and would happily read a lot more fics with it (please guys, I need more fire sibs).

A viper-lizard’s tales series by Yumi_Take. [ongoing, long] The world needs more of Zuko adopting pets and small children, and those are just facts. This only has one of the two, but it’s a EK baby! Jet plays a big role in this fic as well, a weird kind of uncle-ish to the baby/friend/murderer Zuko needs to watch closely and hold back kind of thing.

(life happens) wherever you are by howlikeagod. [ongoing, long] Katara doesn’t find Zuko and Iroh in the teashop, and canon takes a sharp left turn. Excellent Gaang fic.

The Best Path series by EudociaCovert. [series, ongoing, long] Zuko meets Jet in ‘Zuko Alone’ and winds up getting claimed as theirs by the remaining Freedom Fighters. Really really well-written, I got quite emotional over some scenes.

Shippy Zuko fic

Balm by Thyme In Her Eyes. [Maiko, oneshot, short] A sweet little fic about Mai’s thoughts on Zuko’s lightning scar.

The Black Games by Mrs. Pettyfer. [Zutara, complete, long] Hunger Games-esque AU. It’s the first in a series, and I lost interest after this one but I remember enjoying the fic and it was more personal preference rather than a drop in quality that had me leaving.

Lie To Me by Inkcharm. [Toko, oneshot, short] I’m not actually a fan of this pairing romatically (at least until years down the line), but this little fic of Toph and Zuko bonding through lying to one another is sweet. I choose to ignore the more shippy parts and enjoyed it.

Zutara? What the heck is that? by Ryxl. [Zutara, oneshot, short] Complete crack, have a good sense of humor and I think you will enjoy. Just the mental image of the Gaang finding a Zutara propaganda flyer had me chuckling.

The Three Chores series (1, 2, 3) by Fandomme. [Zutara, threeshot, short] Zuko and Katara slowly bond as he helps with chores. I will admit it’s been years and I barely remember this, but what I do recall is lovely and I always appreciate people lightening Katara’s load.

read the inscription by suzukiblu. [Zuko/Song, complete, series, medium] When Zuko is banished, he is left alone in the Earth Kingdom to fend for himself. Very touching, and I love Song in this.

Hooked by TGP. [Jetko, complete, long] A classic ‘Jet didn’t see Iroh warming his tea’ fic. They’re almost all this premise but so many well-written and very long ones.

Something To Hold Onto by Wildgoosery. [Jetko, complete, long] The EK fell and Li stayed to fight with the Freedom Fighters to protect the city during its foreign rule. Jet didn’t see the tea fic that goes very AU from canon.

Foxfire by Rahar_Moonfire. [Jetko, ongoing, long] Zuko loses his memories Jetko fic, but with heavy spirit influence and lovable EK OCs, both of which I adore and should be in far more fics.

Once Upon A Teashop by anaer. [Zukka, Jetko, ongoing, long] Cracky Ba Sing Se AU that gets gradually more and more serious. Jet hits on Zuko a lot and Sokka gets a job in the teashop to keep an eye on both of them. Endgame Zukka but heavy Jetko, and both pairings are handled pretty well, not a love triangle that makes me too mad, although as always bear in mind Jet’s messed up.

Names by TGP. [Jetko, complete, long] I feel like I’m forgetting some more excellent Amnesia!Zuko fics, but this is one I do know of. To be honest I don’t remember it super well because it may be mixed up with other Jetko/amnesia fics in my mind, but I think it was really good. I’ll have to reread myself.

Epistles by Lady_of_the_Flowers. [Zukka, ongoing, long] I love epistolary fic and I love Zuko and Sokka bonding earlier in canon. I will be honest I haven’t read this in a long time and been updating all the while, but the premise alone (Zuko and Sokka become messenger-hawk-pals in S1 and then fall in love) is fantastic.

Ozymandias, King of Kings by Think_of_a_Wonderful_Thought. [Zukka, ongoing, long] Zuko rebels earlier and actually is sent to the mines, until he is ‘rescued’ by the Water Tribe. Dark but getting lighter over time, and more reluctant-to-rule Zuko which always wrenches my heartstrings. I prefer super loyal and dutiful to his people Zuko but this trope always makes me feel things.

Crossovers

Fallen Drops of Fire by Chasmfiend. [Fullmetal Alchemist, ongoing] Young Azula and Zuko somehow appear in Amestris, and encounter Roy Mustang. I adore the fire sibs, and their relationship in this strange situation is the star of this fic for me, but it’s also fun seeing the FMA perspective of these two.

The Dragon-King’s Temple by Kryal. [Stargate SG-1, long, complete] The best crossover fic out there. Zuko and Toph get stranded on the other side of a Stargate. I don’t know anything about SG-1 but it didn’t matter, the fic was fantastic, they were badasses, it explored language and culture from an outside perspective, and it was just a ton of fun. Must-read.

Other character fic

Loyalty by Julia451. [oneshot, short] The ship captain didn’t misspeak when he called Iroh and Zuko “prisoners” in the start of S2. A lovely look at a nameless character, giving depth to a small moment and humanity to a FN soldier which I always love.

The Only One by HarlowR. [oneshot, short] An excellent exploration of Azula’s mindset regarding Zuko, her desperate need to be loved and jealousy of him matching his own. I think Azula was one of the greatest tragedies of the show, and this fic makes me feel it.

Blood by theAsh0. [oneshot, short] Katara-centric thinkpiece on bloodbending and healing. Dark but really interesting.

Touch and Go by Cadence. [oneshot, short] After Iroh’s struck by lightning, Toph doesn’t let Zuko drive them all away. A momentary alliance and the seeds of friendship. More Toph-focused but still heavy on the whole Gaang.

Shortcomings by Menamebephil. [oneshot, short] Iroh thoughts during his imprisonment, on the theme of mistakes. I love this man and don’t understand why I am so drawn to fic about him that makes me sad.

Watch And Review, Please by Becca Stareyes. [oneshot, short] The Ember Island Players receive some constructive criticism... sort of. Funny and quick.

Azula Redemption Trilogy (1, 2, 3) by Mistress of Sarcasm. [threeshot, short] Second person and deeply introspective, three short little fics delving into Azula’s head and bringing her closer to redemption.

Echoing Refrains by catie_writes_things. [oneshot, short] I really like nuanced explorations of the whole FN royal family. It’s perfectly fine to write Ozai as pure evil bastard, but exploring what might have been or how he got there, or even as in this fic his talent for music being inherited by Zuko is really interesting too. Iroh-centric.

our curse by ohmygodwhy, and the last dragon by thesometimeswarrior. [twoshot, complete, short] Stay away if you don’t like to cry. In the first Zuko learns Ozai is executing Iroh, and isn’t able to stop it; the second is even worse because it’s Iroh’s POV. I put this in the other characters section because honestly I adore the second fic even more than the first, but they are both fantastically written and will hurt you a very great deal.

Finally, I’m not quite bold enough to put my own fic on a reclist, but just shameless enough to mention I’ve written a few Avatar fics I quite like if anyone feels the desire to check them out on my AO3. ;) But seriously give love to all the rest of these, they deserve it. (And as I said, there’s lots more excellent stuff, this fandom is so prolific and well-written!)

#atla #atla fic #fic rec #reclist #replies #anonymous #i'm haunted by the feeling i've forgotten a lot of stuff #but honestly i need to stop this is huge already #enjoy anon #Anonymous

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rosalynshields · 4 years

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The Soldier’s Chase

By: Rosalyn Shields

Pairing: Dark-ish Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Kidnapping, Violence, Killing, Explicit language, Reluctance/Non-con, Unprotected sex, Breeding Kink, Oral Sex (female receiving), Vaginal Sex, Smut. I hope I didn't miss anything.

This is for JTargaryen18′s Haunted House 2020 Challenge

The Premise: A celebrity haunted house for charity will be open one night only, Halloween night. You spent days trying to get a ticket online for the event. Thanks to a bad day on Halloween, you get there only a minute before the line closes. You’re the last person to go in and thinking that’s either really bad (everyone is tired or would be in a hurry to see you out) or really good (maybe you’d get some extra time with the one you came to see).

You are never seen again.

While you are walking into the Haunted house... HYDRA is using Halloween to bring forth Captain America's Mate but it just so happens that the Avengers were attacking the base at the same time. You escape. Once Steve realized who they had... he immediately went on the hunt. The allure of having someone that is HIS and his alone is too tempting. So, you are in an alternate universe scared out of your mind in the woods being stalked by a predatory Captain America... who also happens to be a werewolf.

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Y/N

You were running late. This was particularly annoying as you were on your way to a haunted house event in your area. It's a one night only charity event that you had spent days online trying to get a ticket for. Once you heard that Chris Evans was going to be there dressed up as Captain America you had to get tickets. Steve Rogers is quite the weakness for you, and you couldn't resist seeing Chris Evans rockin' the Cap look.

Of course, everything had to go wrong today, normally you love Halloween but sadly you had to work that day. It has been the most stressful day filled with pointless meetings and small talk. You should’ve just taken the day off. From the moment you arrived you were running behind schedule which lasted all day. By the time you were finally able to leave work you were almost two hours behind your normal schedule.

This only left you two hours to get changed and drive the hour to the haunted house. You can only pray there wasn't a lot of traffic because while normally it didn't take long for you to get ready you wanted to be perfect. The Haunted house rules wouldn’t allow you to wear a costume which was a shame since you had a few amazing costumes that would have gone perfectly within the Marvel Cinematic Universe but you had a few things that would work in a pinch.

You could have gone with a 1940’s type of outfit that you knew would have made quite an impression on Steve Rogers. You figured that most of the other women who paid to see Captain America would go that route not thinking that you guys weren’t meeting the actual Steve Rogers. Who knows what was to Chris Evans’ taste? So. Instead, you decided to go with something similar to SHIELD Agent’s tactical outfit.

It wouldn’t scream costume and it made you feel sexy and badass and that's all that really mattered. Black long sleeve under armor shirt with a form fitting leather vest over it, black tactical pants and belt with black combat boots. If it had been a straight up costume you would have added a fully equipped utility belt and shoulder and hip holsters fully equipped with fake guns. Maybe you would have also sewed on a SHIELD patch or something as well.

It was all pretty easy to move in and it was both airy enough to keep you cool but heavy enough to keep warm if need be. Since it wasn’t a costume you settled for your normal outing stuff as you are a lone female heading to an event alone in the city. It was probably overkill but you packed a couple of knives, a combat knife in each boot and pepper spray in your left front pocket. Along with your ID, phone, keys and a couple of pens

Hopefully, they don’t have a metal detector because explaining why you have knives on your person would probably be difficult. They weren’t large knives, but people tend to get touchy over that sort of thing. It was all for self-defense, you were one of the few that got self-defense classes that included close quarter combat and weapons. All in all, you managed to get out on the road within 45 minutes but knowing your luck today traffic was going to be insane.

Traffic was insane. What would have normally been an hour drive max took almost an hour and a half. You managed to arrive at the Haunted House event minutes before they close the doors. It was pretty clear you were the last person there, which is either really bad because it's possible everyone is tired or in a hurry to see you out. Or really good and maybe you’d get some extra time with Chris Evans as Captain America. Swoon.

“You barely made it in time, I was about to close up.”

“Sorry, traffic was insane. Oh, here is my ticket.” you reply as you show your phone for the electronic ticket to be scanned.

“Ah, you got the Captain America package. Go ahead, you should be able to get some one-on-one time with Chris Evans.”

“Great. Thanks.” You replied, shoving your phone in your side pocket.

As you walk through the doors (thankfully no metal detectors) you start to look around, you can see each room of the Haunted House was carefully constructed for each celebrity and their special characters. You kind of grin as you spot Henry Cavill as Geralt of Rivia and Sebastian Stan as Bucky Barnes. If you had time you would stop by their rooms as well but for now you wanted to see the man you thought of as your Captain.

As you get closer to the Captain America room you could feel the anticipation rising, you had been looking forward to this since the first Captain America movie came out. You had always felt connected to Steve Rogers and you had no idea why. So, you resolved to meet Chris Evans and hopefully get over this strange obsession with Captain America. As you walk into the room your eyes widen as you take a look around.

It looks like a HYDRA facility that is in the process of being raided by the Avengers. You could see Chris Evans standing alone. He was leaning up against a control panel in his full Captain America gear causing your heart to skip a beat. As you started to walk closer to finally meet him you started to feel woozy. It was as if each step you took was being weighed down and your vision started to blur. As you reach Chris Evans darkness overtakes you.

Chris Evans' mouth drops open in shock as he watches the girl in black disappear before his eyes just as he took a few steps towards her so he could talk to her. He brings his hands up to rub at his eyes figuring it was just a figment of his imagination. The Halloween spirit messing with his mind. It isn't till the next day when he hears about Y/N Y/L/N missing from the Haunted House charity event from the night before on the news that he started to truly freak out.

~~~~~

An Alternate Universe

The doctor sighed deeply as he watched the last of equipment being set up. They had one shot at this, using a combination of science and magic to accomplish their goals. They are planning to use the magic of the full moon of All Hallows Eve plus the use of The Foster Theory which is portal technology to acquire an incredibly special person. A Mate. More accurately the Mate of Captain America. A Mate, a valuable asset. Once they have the Mate they can truly begin.

She would be the perfect undercover asset once they get her to comply. She would be the perfect subject to be brainwashed and secretly embedded within the Avengers. As a bonded Mated pair, they can have quite a bit of control over each other and not just emotionally. The Mate of Captain America under the control of HYDRA can accomplish much in HYDRA's name. First things first they need to bring her here, possibly through time and space.

It doesn’t matter from what time or from what country or dimension as long as they get her. They could not fail, they needed her for their plan to work. The doctor gives a self-satisfied smile as the last component is completed. All they have left to do is wait for the moon to be full. Then, they can flip the switch and say the words then she should appear. If she doesn't arrive then they have to wait another year for the perfect conditions to try again. The time has come.

The moon was full. The lead Agent walked up to the portal and nodded to the scientist. He started the scientific portion to make the portal and he proceeded to say the words that would focus the portal on the good Captain's Mate. At first the HYDRA scientists watched the alternate dimension taking notes on Subject M's world. Then the lead Agent gave another signal and they fine-tuned the portal to just their future asset.

They observed her long enough to realize where she was headed as they spotted him. She was about to meet with the Captain America of their world. They couldn't allow that to happen. They focused the portal again to get in as close as possible. The lead Agent nodded again at another agent. The new Agent prepared to grab Subject M once the portal was close enough. As she got closer to Captain America, they could see her clearly feeling the effects of the portal.

Once she was about 5 feet away from Captain America the unknown Agent's hand shot out. It went through the portal and grabbed the girl just as she fainted backwards. She fell back into the portal landing right into the waiting Agent's arms. They succeeded. All their planning and preparing. They succeeded! They brought Captain America's Mate from another dimension. Now all they had to do is prepare for Subject M to wake up so they may begin their good work.

Perhaps, she would be cooperative, but it was unlikely that the Mate of Captain America would be willing to follow HYDRA's plans. But with brainwashing much could be accomplished. Y/N woke up completely disoriented and confused with her head pounding. He hands went straight to her pounding head refusing to open her eyes. The last thing she remembered was seeing the handsome face of Chris Evans before nothing. Did she faint?

She didn't even get to meet Chris! The thought that perhaps he was still around you caused you to gingerly open your eyes. You winced as you took in the bright lights. Well, it looked as though you were still in the Haunted House. More specifically in the HYDRA base looking room. Which meant Chris Evans could still be there. You couldn't believe you fainted. You stop your rambling thoughts as you finally take note of your surroundings.

Your eyes narrow as you finally notice the dozen men and women surrounding you all wearing the HYDRA uniform. You also noticed the hard examination table you were laying on with distaste. What the fuck? You thought.

"Ah, Subject M. You are awake. Thankfully, the interdimensional travel didn't knock you out for long."

"Wow, you guys are really playing up the whole HYDRA costume. Also, my name is Y/N, Y/N Y/L/N." You informed him sitting up. You were amused and impressed at their dedication to their costumed personas.

"Ah, Miss Y/L/N. I have some bad news. We are not playing it up as you so eloquently stated."

"What?" You asked. You were very confused.

"You are in fact here because we brought you here."

"Okay… where exactly is here then?"

"You are in HYDRA facility 7-5 Alpha but to be more direct you are actually in an alternate universe.

"In an alternate universe? You are fucking with me, right?"

"No. I am in fact not fucking with you," the HYDRA goon replied mockingly.

He then made a hand gesture to another Agent who started up a machine. A portal opened up. You gasped as the portal proceeded to show you Chris Evans frantically looking around before rubbing his eyes as the Haunted House closed. You could see the clear differences between the Haunted House room and this one. There, you could tell the HYDRA Base's so-called equipment was fake.

"Why am I here?" You asked.

It was vastly different from where you were now. Everything was real, the equipment, the portal. Everything. You swallowed the lump of fear as you shifted your legs. You moved both of your feet slightly. It was a very natural movement that looked like you were just shifting around or twitching. You noted the feel of the knives that were still in your boots. They didn't pat you down, they just laid you on the examination table.

"We have brought you here from your universe as you are the Mate of a high-profile target."

"Mate… what the fuck are you talking about?" You exclaimed.

"Ah, you must not have Mate's in your world.

"No, HYDRA dick face. We do NOT have Mate's in my world."

"Subject M, you will show some respect, or you will be punished as needed." He growled waiting for acknowledgement at your nod he continued.

"What do you know of werewolves?"

"That they don't exist… They are fictional beings that can typically transform into wolves. They have supernatural strength and healing factors. Depending on the lore they can have special powers. It would be really fascinating except they do NOT exist."

"In our world, werewolves exist. You Mate is one of the most powerful werewolves in our world and you my darling girl is his mate. His true mate.”

“His Mate? His true Mate? I don’t understand.”

"In our world a Mate is precious. Your perfect match in every way. Your mate can influence almost everything about you. You would do anything for your Mate. Mate bonds cannot be broken."

“How could I possibly be someone’s Mate? I’m not a werewolf.”

“In your world? No. In ours? Perhaps. Perhaps not." The goon shrugs.

"No matter, you are his Mate my dear and we have you. You will be our most valuable asset. Once you are prepared you will be given to your mate then you two will bond and then HYDRA’s plans will begin.”

"So, who the fuck is my high-profile target of a Mate?" You ask, making sure to bring your hands up to mimic quotations around the word Mate.

This is fucking bullshit. Sounds like they intend on giving me to some random guy to basically be raped to cement this Mating bond so they can control him through me.

"Why, you were already on the way to see him in your world. His name is Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America."

"Captain America?!? Captain America is a werewolf?" You exclaim just as a huge explosion goes off shaking the base.

"Sir, the Avengers have infiltrated the base."

"Agent 37, take Subject M out of here. Take her to safe house 9-3-5 Charlie. They must not retrieve her."

"Yes, sir." Agent 37 replied before grabbing your arm to lead you out of the base. His grip was tight as he started to drag you through the halls. You could feel the walls shake with each explosion as they got closer. You don't know much about this world, but you had to escape. You do not want anything to do with the so-called unbreakable Mate bond.

While you don’t exactly mind the idea of fucking Steve Rogers you had to get back to your world. You doubted he’d ever let you leave. Another explosion rocked the base causing the agent to lose his grip on your arm. You acted fast. You bent down to grab both knives from your boots before lunging forward in one fluid motion stabbing the agent with both knives. The wall behind you exploded giving you a way out straight into a forest.

Shoving your knives back into your boots you ran.

~~~~~

The Avengers

The fight was brutal as HYDRA agents fought in mass doing everything, they could delay the Avengers. After a while Iron man and Captain America made it to the Control Room. Iron Man focused on taking out the HYDRA agents as Captain America was trying to protect the main console. He was still rusty on most modern technology, but they seemed hell bent on trying to destroy this particular equipment. It didn't take long for the final agent to go down.

"Guys, as soon as you're done clearing the place head towards our position. I'm going to go through their tech and hopefully I'll have some information by the time you're done."

Steve watches as Tony steps out of the Iron Man suit and starts to work on the slightly mangled console. Steve managed to keep the damage to a minimum when the scientists tried to destroy it, but it still had sustained some damage. Steve kept watch as Tony worked with his shield at the ready. They had cleared most of the base but there could still be HYDRA Agents out there waiting to ambush them.

It took Tony a little while to properly hack into the HYDRA network as some of the more sensitive components were destroyed in the struggle. Tony gasps in shock as he reads some of the doctor’s notes and starts to frantically look for the digital recordings that the doctor referenced. He didn’t want to tell Steve what they were up to until he could verify if they managed it or not. IF they managed it, he needs to know what happened to her, to Subject M.

“What are we looking at Tony? What were they trying to accomplish?"

“Steve. You need to look at this.” Tony tells Steve with a note of urgency in his voice.

"What is it Tony?“ Steve asked. He then proceeded to put his shield back onto his back harness.

"Tony, what's going on?" Natasha asked as she walked into the room followed by Clint.

“From the looks of things, they were trying to bring someone over from what looks like another dimension."

"Another dimension?" Clint asked.

"How is that even possible?" Natasha asked.

"They were using a combination of The Foster Theory and for lack of a better term magic."

"The use of dimensional energy similar to the Bifrost plus an added magic celestial event…" Thor started.

"Such as a full moon on All Hallows Eve?" Clint asked.

"I know not of this All Hallows Eve, but a full moon would suffice as a celestial event."

"So, it's possible?" Natasha asked.

"Yes, it's possible." Thor informed the group.

"Who were they-" Steve started before shaking his head and continued, "-did they manage it?"

"That's what I'm trying to figure out but… Fuck. Looks like they managed it. Fuck."

"What is it Tony? Did they bring back the Red Skull, Hitler or something?"

"No. Maybe it's better to watch the surveillance footage as I try to explain."

"Explain what? Friend Tony." Thor asked as he landed softly in the large room.

"Before I have you guys look at this surveillance footage Steve you need to know… "

"Know what? Tony?" Steve asked.

"Yeah, Tony. You are starting to scare us."

"Keep in mind she came from another dimension…"

"Tony cut to the chase, you're stalling."

"Steve, looks like they found your mate. Your perfect mate and brought her here from another dimension."

"What?!?" Everyone exclaimed.

Steve stood there in shocked silence as he took it in. His Mate. His. Mate. His Mate. He just couldn't believe it. His Mate, who is from another dimension. He had to find her. He needs her. She would complete him. She would be the missing piece. His missing piece. The one thing that is his and his alone. He needed her. He needed the bond. They had to bond. A werewolf without a Mate is a loose cannon, the Mate-bond will stabilize him in every way he needs.

He couldn’t wait to have her in his arms. To bond. To cover her in his scent and be bathed in her scent. To be inside her, to fill her up. He was going to fuck her until she was covered in nothing but his scent and cum. He couldn’t wait to taste her and have his face covered in her juices. He bets she tastes delicious. He was going to fuck her so hard and so good that she’ll never think of leaving him.

"Show us the surveillance footage Tony. If they managed to bring her here. Where is she?" Natasha asked. Tony nodded before starting the security footage.

They all watched silently as the HYDRA soldier adjusted a machine and said some words before a portal opened. Tony made sure to take mental notes of this alternate universe that Steve's mate came from. They needed to know as much as they could especially if she wanted to go back. The HYDRA Agents did some fine tuning of the console causing the picture to change within the portal and a female came within view.

They all assumed that she must have been Steve's Mate. Steve's Mate walked into what looked like a Haunted House. The portal was adjusted again and they all silently watched as she walked through several exhibits. Tony found it fascinating as he spotted a few movie characters for their world as well. They all gasped in surprise as they spotted a man that looked exactly like Steve. Right before she was yanked through the portal into their world.

They noted her name as they watched the brief conversation between the head HYDRA goon and Miss Y/L/N. As the Goon explained the concept of Mate's they looked at Steve with concern as they realized his Mate had no idea. Werewolves and Mate's do not exist in her world. Which meant she could easily reject him. Once they saw the attack begin a new Agent grabbed Y/N and practically dragged her out of the room. They all looked towards Tony.

"Is there any more security footage?" Natasha asked.

"Yes, I tracked her through the halls with Agent 37." Tony replies bringing up the footage.

They watch silently as the explosion takes out a wall near them causing Agent 37 to lose Y/N's arm. They gasp in shock as Y/N suddenly reaches down to grab two knives hidden in her boots. Natasha is particularly impressed at the fluid motion Y/N uses as she quickly stabs the goon with both knives. Finally, the wall behind her explodes and she makes her escape before any of the Avengers could rescue her. Self-saving princess for the win.

“How long ago was this footage?”

“About 10 minutes.”

"We need to find her." Clint exclaimed watching Steve. He could tell that Steve was on edge as he kept shifted backwards towards the table his Mate was laying on.

He was the only one close enough to hear the low possessive growl Steve released when he saw his Mate walking towards his doppelganger in the security footage. Clint also heard the barely audible whimper Steve released at Y/N confusion and distaste at the concept of Mate's. Now, Steve kept taking deep breaths, holding it before releasing them. If he’s not careful he’ll go into a rut. Once Steve saw Agent 37 grab Y/N’s hand Steve snarled in rage.

No one touches his Mate. No one.

"Mine." Steve growled before bolting.

“Shit.”

"So, who's going after him?" Tony asks the group.

"Fuck you Stark. An Alpha Werewolf in a rut induced rage after his Mate. No thank you."

"He can contact us when he's ready for pick up. It's best not to get in his way." Natasha says calmly.

"I feel bad for anyone that gets in their way."

"I don't." Natasha says simply.

Steve took off at a full sprint down the hall and out towards the crumbling wall his Mate left through using his enhanced senses to follow her. Steve could feel the beginnings of the shift as he lost a bit of his iron tight control, he couldn’t help it. His wolf was very possessive over his Mate. He needed her. He stopped briefly at the body that had his Mate’s scent, he wanted to make sure he was dead and not just incapacitated.

Thankfully, he was dead. His Mate took care of him. She’s perfect. He needed to get to his Mate. She was his. He was going to kill anyone that tries to get in between them. She is perfect. No one could have her but him. He would make her accept him. She will mate with him. He will make her scream HIS name. He will drown her in pleasure. She will bear his young. She is going to be the most perfect mate.

~~~~~

Y/N

You ran. You could hear the soldiers behind you, they probably found the Agent you killed. You were sure they were looking for you, they needed you. You stop briefly to catch your breath leaning up against a tree. You can see the moon through the tree line, making you feel weirdly aggressive. You needed to be smart. You can't outrun them forever. They will find you. You could hear them moving through the woods. They were loud, not even trying to be stealthy.

"Now, now. Miss Y/L/N we know you are close by. You have a very distinctive life signature as you aren't a part of this universe. We can always find you." That just means you have nothing to lose you thought.

You heard one of the soldiers as he got closer to your position. You still. You grab one of your knives hiding it in the folds of your pants. As the soldier passes you hesitated, before this night you had never killed anyone before. But you are in a different dimension being hunted by HYDRA and probably the Avengers. With that thought you silently step behind one of the soldiers, walking behind him a few steps completely silent.

It was strange, normally you were loud as an elephant in the woods especially in the fall with all the dead leaves. You shake off the lingering thoughts before grabbing your target. One hand went over his mouth the other that had the knife went straight into his neck. He died quickly and silently before you gently put him down. Another strange thing, you were a hell of a lot stronger in this universe. Those HYDRA men especially in all that gear shouldn't be light but they were.

You shrug off all lingering thoughts of your newfound strength and take out two other HYDRA goons. All in the same manner of sneaking up behind them to kill them silently. You could feel your arms covered in blood. You were getting ready to take out your next goon before you heard screams. You doubled back to the last goon you killed and picked up his screams. You should have done this sooner instead of stalking the men one by one.

"Captain America is in the woods. I repeat Captain Amer-" You hear before the voice is suddenly cut off with a gurgle. Clearly Captain America found him.

"Listen up men, the Captain is in play and is looking for his Mate…."

"Mine," he growled.

The Captain's voice is deep and full of rage that you could clearly hear through the transmission. He interrupted what was sure to be the Commander's rousing speech. It isn't long before you start to hear screams and gunfire echoing all around the woods. You had been killing the HYDRA goons silently as possible to not be detected, Captain America on the other hand was making quite the ruckus.

It sounded like he was ripping them to shreds with all the noise they made. You look around frantically. There wasn't really any place that you could hide but you needed to find something. If he had heightened senses, he might not be able to find you with all the death and blood in the air. You considered covering yourself in more blood or maybe hiding under a corpse. There were a few of them around. You shuddered in horror.

The idea of hiding under a dead body freaked you out too much. Before you can find an adequate hiding spot the screaming suddenly stopped. It was quiet. Too quiet. Eerily quiet. He was coming. There's a very good chance he killed everyone and was coming for you. You started to frantically look around. You need to hide as soon as possible. You dive into some dense bushes burrowing yourself as deep as possible.

You suddenly started to hear rustling nearby causing you to freeze in fear while studying your surroundings. It was like he just suddenly just appeared out of the woods. He didn't make a sound. The moon gave you a clear picture of him, of Captain America. He was covered from his head to toes in blood and gore. He must have killed everyone, anyone that got in his way based on the amount of blood on his body.

"Mate." Steve growled taking off his helmet, dropping it to the floor while he sniffed the air. He knew she was nearby.

It was hard due to the amount of blood and gore on his body, but he could smell his Mate faintly. He had lost complete control when he heard the HYDRA Commander threaten his Mate. He shifted partly allowing his claws and fangs to come out before methodically killing each and every HYDRA goon that got in his way. He knew he must have been a sight to her, but he could also smell the blood on her.

They both had fresh kills on them. She smelled amazing. It was strange, the fresh blood only made her more tempting. It would be hard not to completely lose control when he finally mates her. As it was, his control was hanging on by a thread. He knew she was nearby, hiding. He took in another deep breath before going still. He found her.

You could feel every beat of your heart as it goes faster and faster in fear and slight arousal. You weren't sure why but when you shifted you could feel how wet your panties were. For some reason there was a part of you that enjoyed being stalked and chased. Also, the idea of him killing everyone in his way in order to get to you as soon as possible had you unreasonably wet. Clearly there was something about this universe that had you reacting oddly.

"Gotcha." Steve breathed in your ear from behind you. You jumped screaming as he grabbed you. He pulled you out from your hiding spot.

"Oh my God.”

“Mate“ Steve starts to run his blood-soaked face against yours.

“What are you doing?" You ask weirded out.

"Scent marking." Steve states simply before grabbing your blood-soaked hands and rubbing them along his face. You cringe away as you notice his claws, you face showing your distaste.

"What... What's going on?" You ask before grabbing his face to look him in the eyes noting the fangs. His eyes are blown in lust and need.

"You are mine. My Mate." Steve simply states before grabbing your face.

"I'm not your Mate. I'm not even from this world. Or dimension or whatever that HYDRA dick said."

"You are mine." Is all he says as he rubs his head alongside yours, giving you a blast of his personal scent.

"Please just let me go." You whimper trying not to breath in, his scent is wonderful.

"I can't." Steve simply states as he starts to rub his body against yours.

You can feel his erection straining against his tactical pants. You are trying to hold your breath which wasn't exactly easy to do when you wanted to hyperventilate. Every time you breathed in Steve's scent you could feel your head getting cloudy. Your body would start to produce more wetness and you needed to think. This caused you to let out an aggressive growl which Steve instantly answered back with a slight whine at the end.

"No."

Something inside of you, some kind of switch clicked on as you suddenly went from passive to aggressive. You started to fight. Kicking, screaming and hitting every inch of him you can reach. While he tried to restrain you, his arms went around your middle restricting your arms movement. Your hands went down towards where your knives were hidden. Grabbing one knife you flip it in your hand and stab backwards, your range limited due to his hold on you.

You manage to startle him enough to let you go but not injure him. You use the knife to keep him at bay slashing at him every time he attempted to get close. You see his eyes narrow before he hits your hand hard. This caused you to let go of the knife, it flew away from you both. You had one knife left.

You didn't hesitate. You ran.

~~~~~

Steve and Y/N

You ran. You used up a lot of energy and you had some issues breathing especially when you breathed in Steve’s tantalizing scent. You could feel him running after you, you were amazed that he hadn't caught up with you already. Something about this world has made you more than what you were before. You felt energized, like you could run forever when before you would have died after a half a mile. But you weren't a super soldier.

“What’s wrong sweetheart? Have I not earned you? Do you know how many people I killed to get to you? To protect you?” Steve asks. He was running right next to you clearly keeping pace with ease.

"Ahhh!" You screamed coming to a complete stop.

"Son of a bitch." You started to pant out of breath. God you hated running.

"Language. Sweetheart."

“Fuck you. You don’t know me."

"I know enough, my love. My Mate." Steve tells you before bringing you close, giving you a blast of his personal scent. You try not to breathe in as deep as you wanted.

"I. Am. NOT. Your. Mate." You bite out. His scent was clouding your mind.

"Stop. Saying. THAT." Steve growled. He was getting pissed off at your lack of compliance. You. Were. HIS!

Your eyes go wide at his tone. You could see him losing more of himself. His eyes flashed gold and his fangs grew larger. He was starting to lose control. You had to do something. You just didn't know what. Perhaps, it would be better just to humor him. You didn't want him to lose complete control and hurt you. Plus, you still had one knife left, you just had to get close enough if you were going to use it.

"Sorry, Captain Rogers." You tell him. His demeanor changes instantly.

"It’s Steve, sweetheart.” Steve practically purrs at you.

“Steve. You know I'm from another universe. I don't understand what it means to be someone's Mate.”

“It's okay sweetheart. I will teach you. Let me show you what it means to be Mates." Steve tells you before gathering you into his arms.

He breathed in deeply taking in your scent, holding you gently as you fought not to jerk in his arms. You squirm a bit as he rubs his blood-soaked body up against yours. He seemed very intent on rubbing as much of his bloody body up against yours. His body was firm all over and oh so very hard. It was hard not to marvel at how good he felt against your body. You could feel the blood and gore getting transferred over to your body.

It was gross. Steve could sense your disgust and resolved to distract you as he needed to get as much of his scent on you as possible. He started with gentle kisses that he rained down over your cheek, jaw, neck moving your hair out of the way as needed. You took in a deep breath as you tried not to moan causing you to take in the full effect of Steve's scent. It was like a drug the more you smelled him the more you wanted to smell him.

Fact was, you just wanted him. Period. You didn't stop Steve as he slowly unzipped the leather vest. His scent drugging you into compliance. Steve drops your vest to the ground as he gently bites your neck. You let out a moan so soft that Steve's enhanced hearing barely picked up on it. The sound of your moan caused him to smirk widely into your neck. He was getting to you. Your neck has always been a weakness for you.

Steve seemed to be focused on the right side of your neck giving that area lavishing kisses, licks and bites. With his scent in your nose it was hard not to gasp and moan. You did manage to notice that Steve kept going back to a specific area of your neck. It was strange. Steve noticed your attention and decided to distract you with a deep kiss. You gasped as you felt his tongue slide into your mouth.

First you pushed at Steve's unyielding body, but it had zero results. Steve refused to move an inch away from your body. Steve grabbed the back of your head keeping it in place as he plundered your mouth. Your hands originally came up to fight him but as he kissed you... Your hands came up and wrapped them around his neck instead. One of your hands grabbed onto his shoulder and the other went straight into his hair.

Steve pressed one of his thighs between yours bringing it up to rub against your core inflaming you more. The hand in his hair tightened as you suddenly yanked his head to the right. You momentarily lost complete control and bit his lip hard as you rubbed yourself wantonly against him. Steve let out a loud growl in response before moving his mouth from your lips to your neck. You loudly moaned as his huge hand slid underneath your shirt and under your bra. He gently fondled your breasts, teasing your nipples with the rough pads of his fingers.

"My beautiful Mate. I can't wait to taste you. Too feel you. To finally be inside you. You are all mine." The sound of his voice snaps you out of your lust induced trance. You stiffen up in panic, grabbing Steve's hands moving them out of your shirt.

"No, please. You need to let me go. I have to go back to my world." Steve growled loudly in displeasure before grabbing you roughly.

"No. You are MINE. You know you want this. You want me. I am your Mate. We are meant to be together."

You started to struggle. Steve growled at you in warning before gathering both of your hands into one of his. He then walked backwards until your back was pressed into a tree. Steve rocked his body into yours briefly grinding his pelvis against your hip. You could feel every inch of his rock-hard cock pressing against you. You bit your lip trying not to react. Steve then shifted bringing his thigh up and between your legs pressing right into your pussy hard.

"Steve!" You yelped. The friction hit you just right causing you to moan loudly. You were close.

Your eyes flashed gold briefly before closing tightly. Steve grinned. He knew what gold eyes could mean but it wasn't a sure thing. Yet. So he proceeded. He needed to make you cum. First will be on his thigh, then on his fingers, then his mouth and finally all over his cock. Then he will claim you. You will be his. He grabbed your rips rocking you onto his thigh. You squirmed when his other hand started to roam down your body.

His hand slipped into your pants causing him to growl low and deep as he felt how damp the lace crotch of your panties already was. His eyes flashed gold as his wolf started to battle for control. He needed to claim you soon. Steve rubbed your panties causing you to whimper. He made sure to get his fingers good and wet before taking his hand out of your pants. He brought his fingers up to show you how wet you were.

“See how much you want me?” Steve asked gently as he let go of your hands cupping your face briefly.

He gave you a soft brief kiss before bringing his hand up. Steve put his fingers into his mouth sucking your juices off his fingers. He moaned loudly at your taste. He loved how you tasted just as he knew he would. He couldn't wait to drink your juices straight from the source. He gently grabbed your hips before starting to rock you back and forth on his thigh. You arch your back in pleasure as your back hit the tree hard.

You try to rub yourself against him looking for the right angle in order to reach your peak. You needed to cum. You needed it. So bad. Your hands grip Steve's shirt bringing him in closer, you no longer cared about the blood or gore. He wrapped his arms around you bringing you up to his lips giving you a deep probing kiss. Before shoving one of his hands into your hair pulling it just enough.

"Steve!" You scream cumming as all over Steve's thigh drenching his pants.

You felt boneless and lax the orgasm taking the fight out of you. Steve on the other hand didn't waste any time. He took off your under-armor shirt tossing it on to the forest floor. He briefly admired your black lacy bra before his desires overtook him again. His mouth went down to lick the tops of your cleavage before sucking your nipples through the bra. It didn't take long for him to get fed up and literally rip the bra from your body tossing the pieces.

You moaned your head falling back into the tree as you felt his mouth and hand move simultaneously. Steve wrapped his lips around your nipple while sliding his hand back into your pants completely bypassing your underwear. Steve moaned against you, as you were so wet and so fucking tight. It was only one finger! He spread your legs a bit before sliding two fingers inside you. His fingers curled up hitting a spot that had you withering.

"That's it sweetheart. Cum. Cum all over my fingers." Steve demanded as you whimpered.

Steve's thumb started to rub your clit while gliding his fingers in and out of your pussy. You screamed as you exploded in pleasure cumming HARD before going limp as your legs failed you. Steve managed to grab you before you fell to the floor. He picked you up gently before moving you to a soft pile of leaves. Steve grabbed the top of your pants before pulling hard.

RIIIIIPPPPP

His super soldier strength made quick work of your pants shredding them. They were shredded in half from the top of your hips to your knees rendering them completely useless. Steve didn't bother to stop to admire your matching black lacy panties before ripping them off. Turning them to scraps. He needed to taste you. NOW. Steve frantically licked and sucked down your body wedging himself in between your legs.

“Want to taste you. Wanna taste what’s mine.” He whispered.

He lowered his mouth to your pussy and licked a stripe from the bottom of your pussy to your clit. Your body arched up against him in pleasure. Your hands went into Steve's hair as he growled low and deep in your pussy. He loved your taste. Steve moved both his hands to your inner thighs, spreading your pussy lips with his thumbs. He dives right in, licking and sucking at your wetness.

"You taste so good baby." Steve murmurs looking up at you. His face was covered in your pussy juice. He dived right back in groaning and growling at your taste. The wet squelching noises were obscene as he tongue fucked you deep. It felt amazing. You were almost there, your orgasm was so close you could practically taste it.

"Please…"

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Losing control

"Please, what? Sweetheart. Use your words."

"Steve, please make me cum."

"My sweet little Mate wanna cum? Cum all over my mouth sweetheart. Gush all over my face."

You shudder, Steve's dirty talk bringing you closer and closer to the edge. Steve held your hips in a vice grip and started lapping at your clit with his tongue. Your hands tightened in Steve's hair pushing his head down and rubbing his face all over your pussy lips when he started to suck your clit. You tensed up as waves and waves of pleasure hit you sending you over the edge. You gushed all over Steve's face covering it with your juices.

Steve kept licking and sucking you through your orgasm bringing you down from you high as you pussy started to get sensitive. Steve considered keeping it up and making you cum all over his face again but he needed to be inside you. He needed to feel your tight little pussy wrapped around his cock. You looked at Steve's face covered with your juices and his hair sticking up every which way from you gripping him and grinned. He looked wrecked.

"Stevie." You shoved your hands back into Steve's hair before pulling. You forcefully brought him back up to face level by his hair. You playfully licked his nose before rubbing your face against his affectionately.

Steve grinned. It was clear orgasms were making you more affectionate. It was also bringing out your wolf tendencies as you were currently scent marking him. Steve grabbed your face with both hands before bringing you in for a long and messy kiss. You felt boneless as you kissed him back tasting yourself on him. Steve's right hand started gliding down your body feeling every inch of your curves.

As he reached your pussy Steve gently slid two fingers inside you. He started scissoring his fingers to help stretch you out. After a bit Steve pulled his fingers out of you shushing your whine of displeasure. He backed up a little bit going to his tac pants trying to get the stiff material to release him. Finally, he grabbed at the crotch of his tac pants and pulled. He ripped just enough for him to pull his cock free, he didn't bother to take anything else off.

"Shit. Wait, Steve. We can't." You tell him as you take a good look at his cock. It was huge and thick. And oh so hard.

"Can. Must. Mate." Steve grunts out as he strokes his shaft a few times. His control was barely holding on, he didn't want to hurt you by accident.

You start to struggle. You didn't know what would happen if you and Steve had full penetration intercourse. For all you knew it could bind you to him forever. Who knew if you could ever be returned to your world? The separation might kill you both, you just didn't know enough. Steve grabbed both your wrists gently pinning them above your head. His other hand went to his cock slowly rubbing it against your soaking slit.

"Stop. Steve, you need to stop. We don't know what this will do."

"No. Mate. Need." Steve shook his head. He dipped his cock in slightly but never fully sheathed himself just making sure to get his cock good and wet with your juices.

"Steve, please." You weren't really sure what you were asking for. For him to stop. For him to fuck you. You really didn't know.

"Please what, baby?" He wanted you to say it but either way it wasn't going fucking stop him. He needed you.

"Please, Steve. Fuck me."

Your thighs shook hard as he reached down to line himself up with your entrance and he began to push in. He sank into you slowly stretching your pussy as he fed you every inch of his cock. Steve brought his mouth down to your neck kissing and licking as much as he could. He never stopped or paused until his hips were finally flush against yours. You felt so full, completely stuffed to the brim.

"So tight. God, sweetheart. You feel… god never felt…. You were made for me." Steve manages to get out.

"I'm going to make you feel so good, my Mate."

Steve started slowly at first, almost pulling out completely before gradually pushing back in. You had never felt so full as his cock kept hitting places deep inside you. It felt so amazing. You started to rock your hips back against him. Steve let go of your hands as you wrapped your legs tight around his waist. Steve started to pick up the pace.

"That's right my Mate, you are going to cum. You are going to cum all over my rock-hard cock. I'm going to keep fucking you. Then my good girl is going to come for me again… aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes… Steeeevvee…" Within seconds of your answer, your body seized up in a rush of pleasure cumming all over his dick.

"I can. Do. This. All. Day." Steve tells you. Each word being emphasized with a thrust.

"Fuck!" You scream cumming again.

Steve continued to fuck you while you gasped, writhed and moaned, completely mindless beneath him. He continued on and on as you kept feeling that rush of pleasure again and again. You lost count of the amount of orgasms Steve gave you as you just keep cumming and cumming all over Steve's cock. You could feel your body getting ready to tighten around him again as he wrapped his body around yours.

"That's it, baby girl. I'm going to cum all inside you."

"Ste…" You couldn't answer. You were too overwhelmed. You were somewhat aware that his thrusts were coming harder and faster.

"Are you a good girl? You want me to fill you all up inside?" Steve asked. This caused you to whimper in response as your cunt clenched Steve's cock at the thought.

"Do you want your Mate's cum all deep inside your well used cunt?" Steve knew he was getting close. He knew he needed to cement the Mating Bond between the two of you.

"Yes."

"Yes, what my Mate. Tell me. What do you want?"

"I want your cum. Please cum inside me."

"Cum inside you what?"

"Please cum inside me, Steve. My... Mate." You get out between clenched lips.

Admitting that you were his Mate caused Steve to lose complete control. He thrusted hard and deep causing you to cum instantly. He needed to cum inside you and make you his. He needed to fill you up with his cum. He needed you to smell of nothing but him. His was going to fill you to the brim over and over again until he impregnated you with his young. He couldn’t wait to see you swell up with his cub. You were his.

Steve brought his mouth down to your neck as he cried out above you. Licking your Mating gland before biting down his fangs piercing your skin easily. Steve jerked into you hard cumming deep inside you. At the same time, your head instinctively met Steve's neck and bit down. You both felt a jolt of pleasure as the bond snapped into place. This caused you both to orgasm again simultaneously.

"Mine." Steve told you. You could feel him. He could feel you as well.

"Mine." You agreed. You could feel Steve's feelings and thoughts just as he could feel yours.

You could feel his reluctance to leave your body and his desire. He could feel your blissed-out state and your confusion as you have no idea what to expect from a Mate bond. Steve reluctantly pulled out the sting of his thick cock leaving your body caused you to wince. You can feel the trickle of cum dripping out of your well used pussy. It was open wide from his thick cock and leaving wet stains on the crotch of what was left of yours and Steve's pants.

"Oh, my darling Mate." Steve started to get hard again watching his cum drip obscenely from your well used pussy. He gently pushed his cum back into your pussy causing you to moan.

Steve felt the moan go straight to his cock causing him to instantly harden. You could feel he didn't want to waste one precious drop of his cum. Your eyes flashed yellow as you felt the urge to mate again. You wrapped a leg around Steve before rolling your hip. This caused you to flip your positions with you on top. With a show of your newly acquired strength you shoved him down. It was your turn to be in control.

"Mine." You tell Steve. Eyes still yellow before raising your hips up.

"Mate." Steve gasps as you sink onto his cock slowly.

Once your hips finally met Steve pelvis you started to ride him frantically. Your hands digging into Steve's chest as you raised your hips up and down. The pleasure consumed you completely. You never noticed your hands. Your hands were slowly started to change from fingers to claws and your mouth started to grow fangs. Steve didn't notice at first as he started to moan and growl underneath you.

Once your claws started to pierce his skin did he notice your claws and fangs. He grinned as he healed instantly. Steve took care to watch his own claws as he grabbed your hips. He then planted his feet and started to thrust upwards causing him to slide deeper inside your pussy hitting your cervix with each thrust. It didn't take long for you to cum. You came all over Steve's cock with a scream.

"Steve!" You scream that ended in a howl. A howl that Steve instantly answered before cumming deep inside you.

"Your mine. Forever."

"Forever."

"Happy Halloween baby. I'm never letting you go."

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shimmershae · 3 years

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My thoughts on Episode 7--Promises Broken

Placed behind a cut for those of you that would rather escape my babbling, lol. You’re welcome.

The episode opens with Maggie, Elijah, Father Gabe, and Negan.

Right away I can’t help feeling disappointed because the emotional core of last episode (Kelly and Connie’s reunion and the aftermath) seems like it’s being ignored and punted further down the road so we can waste another hour getting piece meal progress on the Reaper front, but I’m going to try to push my misgivings away and enjoy this episode for what it is, so.

“Daryl just told us to go home.”

And save your hides and keep the rest of the community safe? I can’t argue that Negan might have an actual point here, lol. But Maggie sure can.

Not gonna lie. When Negan came back with “I think he was being subtle. He said they were armed with lookouts” I had to LOL.

“We will never be even.” I mean. Maggie been frustrating me with her stubbornness in this suicide mission, true. But she right. They will never, ever be even.

“Ya’ll know Blackbeard, too?” I admit it. I laughed. A little.

Okay. I don’t know if this bodes well for this episode or not, but the cold opening in this episode? Was the most underwhelming cold open of this season.

At least the opening credits still give me that old familiar rush of the heyday of TWD.

Fake Stephanie and Eugene are on Walker clean up duty. Hmm. I think I’m going to refer to Fake Stephanie as Fifi until she gets a real name for brevity’s sake.

Fifi handles herself surprisingly well with the Walkers. Is she one of Mercer’s stormtroopers working undercover maybe?

Somehow I doubt it’s true that our friends can trust “Lance” but whatever, lol.

I hate to admit it but I’m already kind of bored with this episode. We’re barely over 6 minutes in.

I didn’t recognize Princess without her fluffy pink coat!

Zeke is definitely struggling.

I do like that these two have been paired up. They have taken to each other quickly and already have a good rapport. There’s something endearing about their scenes together.

“Never been afraid of hard work. Kinda anti-friends who die from stubbornness.” Have I mentioned lately how much I love Princess? Because I really, really do.

So it’s been days. Has it been days that Maggie and Negan and Co. have been outrunning the Reapers? I’m talking since they left the safe house. Does that mean that it’s also been days since Kelly and Connie’s reunion? This timeline is so slow and yet they keep telling us it’s been days and making me think we’ve been missing time. Like I can’t even.

You know Carol’s “Pookie is in danger” senses have to be big-time tingling by now if it’s been DAYS.

Also? Alden almost certainly has to be dead.

But I digress. They obviously don’t want us getting hung up on the apparent time warp between ASZ, Meridian, and the Commonwealth. It’s like the Bermuda Triangle of the ZA.

“A person with your pedigree...”

Okay then. Commonwealth is full of uppity assholes. Good to know.

Yumiko looks classy! I say that in my best Princess voice, lol.

Well. At least they’ve given Daryl Dog back. Has Dog come to his senses though? That is the question.

Daryl sharing a smoke with the enemy to gain some intel. Or maybe just the keys to food storage.

So. Another redshirt (Elijah’s sister’s friend) we don’t know bites the dust. Meh. Including that tidbit in the trailer was purposefully misleading, lol. Not that I want people to die, but still.

“But the one? He’s mine.” Let’s take bets. Was it Carver Elijah has a beef with because it just seems like it was. Could also be that his name is the only one I know, lol.

Where is Maggie sending our hobbled Father G?

“I kept my mask for practical and sentimental reasons.” Negan? You almost had me. He really can’t help his inherent asshole-ishness can he?

But seriously. Yuck at what they about to do because I assume Alpha and Co. at least cured the nasty skins.

I wish I could say I give a damn that they’re attempting to give Leah some more likeable layers but it’s a cheap cheat so naw.

There’s that damn river that symbolizes the great divide between Daryl and his love and his family. At least it’s pretty.

I’m with Daryl. Is Pope just looking to cleanse the earth of those he doesn’t feel belong or what? Wheedle the truth out of her, Daryl.

“You never needed anyone to make you strong.”

Think our guy has ever said this to his real girl?

It’s kinda funny that the Whisperer flunkie is now the herding Whisperer tutor.

Is that the Reaper’s version of a priest? Sorry. I swear. I’ve been trying to pay attention during their scenes. But my mind wanders because it feels like Woodbury and the Sanctuary all over again. The Whisperers at least were elevated by Samantha Morton, Ryan Hurst, Thora Birch, and yes, Jeffrey Dean Morgan. Like I love Norman Reedus and the character he’s crafted in Daryl but he’s not enough to have me enthralled with Leah and these dudes. I don’t care if they were all Calendar pinups before the ZA.

Truly. A+ casting with Yumiko’s brother.

Yeah. Something’s definitely fishy about Tomi’s reluctance to go back to his old life in the Commonwealth, but the desire for a slower, less stressful existence is definitely relatable so I’m not going to hold that part against him at all.

What did Maggie say after Elijah asked if Negan had changed? Because I replayed it a handful of times and still don’t know.

This Lancy Hornsby dude reeks of slimy politician.

Too much one on one Daryl and Leah in this episode. Without any kind of chemistry at least these two drag each other and their parts of the episode down. Leah’s character is a fail for me and it has nothing to do with shipping reasons. She’s just not believable or authentic to her role as a mercenary.

“If I could do it all over again, I’d have killed every single one of you.” Damn. Well. He’s being true to himself, I guess. Unapologetically Negan.

Again. I can’t say Negan’s wrong exactly but shit does he deliver some uncomfortable truths.

Princess’s childlike delight over treats is <3.

Look at Eugene running toward danger! OG Eugene would never. Abe would be so proud.

Eugene and Fifi actually work pretty good together but it all feels so staged. I feel sorry for our guy.

“This guy was being, well, an asshole.” LMAO @ Josh’s delivery. The asshole definitely deserved that punch and his date deserved to be eaten.

Real Stephanie is so pretty.

Aww. She’s concerned about Eugene.

Oh shit. Eugene punched Pamela Milton’s little entitled prick of a son. This feels like the ASZ Monroes all over again. Sorry. I can’t remember their names.

Poor Eugene. Have I said that already?

Is this Lance Hornsby guy the lesser of two evils or...”

All the chances you’ve gotten, hmm? Seems to me they’ve been set up for some failure too, though.

Maggie and Negan leading a herd where? Meridian?

That poor woman. Just wanting her family safe and spared of seeing her meet her maker.

So Leah’s not completely cold. Okay. Doesn’t mean she’s able to be saved though.

At this point, Kang is just yanking Daryl’s chain and ours in the process.

Even hidden behind that skin mask, Elijah made me tear up when he saw his sister.

No previews? What a copout.

Not Kang correlating Maggie and Negan to child and coach, lol.

The narrative they keep pushing about the villains having families and FEELINGS doesn’t change much for me, Angela. Gracie was the only innocent in that outpost Team Family attacked. I’m not saying they should have done it but stop trying to make the bad guys sympathetic. It isn’t earned.

Interesting how she mentions Gabe is trying so very hard to hold onto faith.

If Leah’s the frog boiling in that pot? They better be serving frog legs to the starving community she’s hunting. Just saying.

Overall impression of this episode?

It was boring. No seriously.

I wish I could say I liked it better but it was just meh. I can’t even muster up any words because I just feel blah about it and that’s not a good feeling to have going into the first final (mid? half? tri? I don’t know what to call it) episode of the season.

Withholding the previews further adds to the doldrums because what is there to actually be excited about here after that episode? At least try to pique our interest, Angela.

#The Walking Dead #Season 11 #TWD spoilers #things that make me smile and cry #for reasons

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julieloveupstead · 3 years

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Big Heart - Upstead (8x06)

Description: Jay to help Latrell learn the truth about his son's death and catch a dangerous criminal must go undercover. Hailey has a bad feeling about this action, but tries to keep her cool. Until something goes wrong and memories of the past come flooding back. How will she deal with it?

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- Okay I think everything is ok. - Said Hailey for the 10th time checking to make sure the cameras and wiretaps she was hooking up to Jay were where they should be and working well.

They were getting ready to go undercover. Jay was going to be Latrell's buddy to buy the goods from K-Mac that would get them to Dante, Kim and Adam were going to watch the back, and Kevin and Hailey were going to watch the rest. A normal undercover job that their department was full of, nothing they hadn't done before, but still Hailey felt a certain fear that she couldn't figure out why. She tried not to show it to Jay, she didn't want him to think she was overreacting, and besides, they had to be professionals at their jobs, they couldn't let anyone suspect anything. The fact that the department is like a family to them and they feel bad hiding their happiness from them, but they know it's for the best for them and for the rest, and also the fact that they keep the fact that they are together a secret makes it even more special, because it's only theirs and that's the best. And above all it's all fresh to see if they can combine the two most important things to each other their relationship and their work. For the moment, everything was working out for the best, so what Hailey was feeling right now was a surprise to her. She had never felt anything like this. It was known that before they became a couple she was worried about Jay but it was easier for her to hide it, whereas now it was more difficult. She just hoped Jay wouldn't notice, or even if he did, that he wouldn't pursue the subject. He shouldn't be distracted from an action as seemingly simple as this.

- What are you thinking? - but of course Jay is able to see right through her.

- Nothing - she decided to pretend she didn't know anything.

- Hailey, I can hear your thoughts. - Jay touched Hailey's chin and lifted her to look at him. She'd really done her best to keep her face and eyes clear of suspicion, but after seeing me, Jay knew she couldn't hide her emotions that well and that he'd seen right through her. - What's up, baby? - The way that nickname comes out of his mouth all the time surprises Hailey, and her heart beats faster and butterflies appear in her stomach, but now is not the time and place for amours.

- I'm thinking about Jay's case, and besides - though with great reluctance but she moved away from Jay and got busy cleaning up the rest of the equipment. - we're at work. - She said firmly, not even looking at him, cutting off any further conversation. She knew Jay wasn't going to give up that easily, but luckily for her, their friends and the Sergeant came into the garage.

- All right, look, I've got a meeting with Miller, so I want Jay and Hailey to be in charge," Voight said, and we all nodded. - Keep me updated - he looked at Hailey and Jay and after getting the right answer from his subordinates he left, Kim and Adam also left to get their car ready.

- I'm just going to check Latrell's equipment and then we can go - I turned to Kevin, who had just brought Wade.

- All right, I'm going over to Van's," he said, leaving the three of us alone.

- Latrell, do you know what to do? - Jay asked, trying to make sure Wade hadn't forgotten anything.

- Yes - he nodded - You've been coming to my plant for a few years now, we've been friends and I suggested you meet K-Mac because you wanted to buy the good stuff. - recited the older man.

- Exactly. And don't forget to stick to the plan, because if you don't there will be no deal" - said Hailey looking hard at the man. - Everything is ready - Hailey checked Latrell's equipment for the last time and when she approached Jay she needed all her strength to keep her neutrality and not to let his eyes on her, which unfortunately was difficult because she felt his intense gaze drilling a hole in her. - Good luck, gentlemen," she said at the end, taking one last look at her boyfriend, hoping to tell him to be careful with his eyes, and then she left. As she got into the van and Kevin took off she couldn't shake the feeling that something might go wrong. Even though she trusted Jay's plan and knew he could handle everything, but what bothered her more was Latrell, she couldn't explain it but something about the man made her distrust him, perhaps it was the fact that he couldn't get over his son's death and that he was investigating the case on his own. He was desperate and that is dangerous. She was afraid that the older man might not be able to handle the pressure, which might jeopardize the whole plot and, most of all, Jay's life.

- Are you okay? - I was pulled out of my thoughts by my friend's voice.

- Yes, I'm just tired - I quickly made up some excuse because I didn't want him to pursue the subject and luckily Kevin didn't continue and just nodded his head without asking anything more and the fact that it was almost night only helped.

- 'Okay, we're there,' Kevin spoke up as we parked some distance away from where Jay and Wade were meeting K-Mac. It looked like everything was ready and all we could do was wait. I kept a close eye on Latrell's demeanor and could see that he was anxious, but Jay looked calm so that reassured me a bit. I knew he could handle it. After a while we saw some kind of car appear.

- This is K-Mac - Jay confirmed the identity of the driver.

- We got eyes - Hailey accepted. She was sitting in the van with Kevin, who kept looking at her strangely, as if he suspected that her earlier excuse was not true. But she ignored that and focused on what was going on outside.

- You guys seeing this silver Lexus? - Kim let them know she saw a car go by.

- Yeah we see it. Just sid tight. - Jay, you got a silver Lexus on your six" she informed her partner who slowly looked in the direction of the car without raising suspicion.

Hailey remembered that Latrell had mentioned just such a car during their first conversation. Could it be that the guy was right about his son's death? Once again there was a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach that said nothing good could come out of this and this time she didn't want to drown it out and watched even more intently what was happening.

K-Mac stepped out of the black suv that appeared at the agreed place.

- What's up? - Latrell was the first to speak.

- What's up Latrell - answered K-Mac. They both acted like good old friends. Maybe it won't be so bad after all. - This here your boy? - K-Mac notices Jay right away as he walks closer.

- Yeah, his name is Jay. He's cool," he calmly introduced Halstead's character.

- What's up man - said Jay, who by the way fantastically played the role of an interested drug buyer. Hailey had to admit that although Jay was a very handsome and sexy man, somehow he seemed sexier to her now and Hailey what's wrong with you - she scolded herself in her mind. After all, she can't think about it in a place like this.

Everything was going smoothly and Hailey could breathe a sigh of relief until Dante showed up unexpectedly. It was hard to convince him to take the bait, but he finally did. I mean, that's what everyone thought. Everything broke down when Latrell spotted the silver Lexus. Jay stood calmly ready for any eventuality and if anything in the situation made him nervous or anxious he didn't show it, while Hailey couldn't seem to calm down. She had a strange feeling that this was all going to end badly, but Jay's steely attitude reassured her a little. She knows Jay is in control and that was enough for her.

Unfortunately, Wade couldn't let go, making things very tense. Hailey's heart stopped for a second when, through the camera Jay had attached to him, she saw K-Mac pull out a gun, and that meant things were getting more dangerous. Hailey tried to keep her cool though it wasn't easy. Hailey could feel the gaze of Kevin sitting next to her, but she tried to ignore it because she didn't need the curious questions.

- Yeah. You know what? You're right. I misspoke. So I think we're gonna get out of here. Come on,Latrell-- he tried again to end this situation peacefully. Hailey has never been more grateful for his experience in the military as she is now. His calmness in this situation is remarkable.

- Nah, we came here to do a deal - Latrell didn't give up, unfortunately.

- Nah, we're good, man. This is a misunderstanding. So let's go. - Jay wasn't giving up.

- I see you again you a dead man - as Dante walked away and threatened Latrell, leaving Wade and Jay alone and the rest of them pissed off because maybe their only chance to get to Dante just flew by.

As Dante walked away with his friends Hailey's heart dropped and she could afford to let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding. Kevin made no secret of the fact that he had noticed her strange behavior and had many questions for her, but he knew now was not the time.

- What the hell happened out there!" were the first things out of Hailey's mouth when they returned to the comm. Jay turned towards her knowing that the question was directed at him. The team sensing the tense atmosphere fled upstairs leaving the two detectives alone. If either of them suspected something no one showed it.

- What are you talking about Hailey? - Jay was quiet and that pissed her off even more.

- About what! - Hailey took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, but the images popping up in her head weren't helping matters. - What were you even thinking? Latrell was not ready for this meeting. - She looked angry and resentful at her boyfriend, who was completely surprised just standing there. Truth be told she surprised herself, she didn't know she had such deep rooted memories from over a year ago clinging to her.

- Hey Hailey, what's up? - He walked over to her and gently placed his hands on Hailey's shoulders and watched her carefully. He was starting to worry about her, he completely didn't know what was going on.

- Nothing - she wanted to push him away, because now she realized that she was acting like a crazy person. After all, nothing bad happened, right?

- Hailey, darling - he said tenderly without letting her move away. - It's me, after all, and I know something's bothering you. Tell me if I can help you - his reassuring voice brought her confused thoughts back on track as always.

- I don't even know what's going on with me - she said after a while looking into Jay's eyes, which were filled with peace and love. - The last time you were undercover - she spoke quietly unsure of her voice and tears came to her eyes. And maybe she was acting unprofessional and like a frisky girl at that moment, but she didn't give a damn. She knew that nothing so dangerous had happened today that she should react like that, but those damn memories from two years ago came back and instilled fear in her. After all, she can't lose him, not after they finally started being together.

- Hey, hey after look at me my heart of gold - Jay's balls must have finally collided and he realized what was the reason behind his girlfriend's behavior. Seeing the tears running down her cheeks he couldn't take it anymore and pulled her to him and hugged her tightly. Now he understood everything. - I'm sorry," he kissed her head.

- For what? - she said, putting her ear to his chest so that she could hear his heartbeat.

- For the fact that you suffered so much because of me then and that today's action brought back bad memories. - He said into her hair.

- You have nothing to apologize for, Jay - she pulled away and looked into his green eyes, which were now full of guilt. - In truth, it's my fault. I shouldn't have reacted like that tonight, after all, nothing happened. - She knew that Jay was trying to hide the fact that he was still to blame for everything that had happened, and she knew what she had to do to make Jay finally understand that she didn't blame him for anything, and if she did blame him for anything, she had long since forgiven him. She placed her right hand on his chest where his heart was beating - Jay, you have a very good heart and I know you want to help Latrell and that's what I like most about you - she smiled at him - Except for your looks and everything else of course - she quickly added feeling herself blushing. Sometimes she felt like a teenager in love with him, which caused him to laugh charmingly, which she did too, but in a moment she got serious because she wanted to add something else. - For your big heart and willingness to help others makes you who you are, and you're Jay Halstead, a hero, my hero, and that sometimes you get carried away, well, I count it as a cost - she joked at the end to unload on the heel.

- Do you know how much I want to kiss you right now? - he asked with a smile on his face that made her legs go limp and her stomach twitch with butterflies.

- No - I nodded causing another volley of laughter. Jay bent down to kiss her, but Hailey pulled away, after all, they are still in the works. - We'll report back to Voight and go to my place, what do you say? - She suggested innocently flirting. Jay just nodded, because he couldn't say a single word, because this woman was amazing and he couldn't wonder how he deserved her. He'd been such a lucky guy and had promised himself when this whole thing with Angela had happened that he would always come home for her, for his Hailey, no matter what, and he intended to keep that promise.

#Upstead #upstead fic #upstead fanfiction #jay halstead #hailey upton #Undercover Jay #Chicago P.D.#Chicago P.D. 8x06

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A Vikingr Saga for the Ages

Ever since the first game in the franchise, I was enraptured by the idea of stalking my prey on the rooftops of Renaissance Italy and then leaping down - slaying them with a flourish. I didn’t know it yet but the marriage between history and stealthy parkour had me hooked from the very first trailer for Assassin’s Creed. When the series pivoted towards mythology and set further in history than ever before, I eagerly followed. From Ptolemaic Egypt to Ancient Greece. It should come as no surprise that I devoured, then, that I devoured as much of the world that I could in the latest entry: Assassin’s Creed: Valhalla. And after clocking in just under 150 hours, there is much for me to unpack in Ubisoft’s latest entry into the Assassin’s Creed franchise. That, and a fierce desire to finally start watching Vikings.

When I initially booted up Assassin’s Creed: Valhalla (AC:V), I will admit that I was a little disappointed with the control scheme. Once again, Ubisoft had made it a confusing mess with trigger buttons instead of face buttons used to attack. Since I had just come from Spider-Man: Miles Morales, it took a good long while for me to adjust. Several hours later, after fumbling through my first battle with a lost drengr (I actually dumbed down the difficulty a litte), I finally managed to find my footing and was on my way to England to scrape out a place for the Raven Clan.

As for stealth...well, the less said about it the better. I never found it effective. It was much easier to smash my way through, axe in hand (or greatsword) and lay waste to their paltry resistance with a mixture of heavy attacks and parrying. I also, hardly used the bow (one of my favourite weapons to being stealthy in Origins and Odyssey).

The story in AC: V is a little messy. Most of it is done through a separate arcs for each territory Eivor ventures through: from East Anglia to Snotinghamscire, with little to link it all together except the main character. Were it not for the very loose story threat surrounding Sigurd and the conquering of Mercia to establish a firm foothold in this new land of England, many of the storylines could be regarded as standalone adventures in Eivor’s epic saga of conquest.

That doesn’t, of course, mean it’s bad. Merely disjointed. Particularly when I went from Jorvik and its Yule Tide celebrations to Glowecestrescire that was right in the midst of Samhain right after each other. Did I go back in time? Or did almost an entire year fly past Eivor with none the wiser?

Still, even though they were mostly standalone storylines, I still very much liked all the characters I met along the way. My favourites were the earnest Hunwald, noble Ceolbert (his death was almost as bad as all the horse deaths I’ve encountered in video games) and fun-loving Twydwr (particularly when he and Eivor were drunk, and messing with the local chickens) On the Norse side, I very much enjoyed the banter between Eivor and her childhood friend Vili. But the one that I admisted most was Soma. She was the jarlskona of Grantebridgescire - the first place I explored after landing in England. And one, I hoped I could romance to some degree. Alas, my hopes were dashed on that end.

What I did find a little intriguing were how Sigurd and Eivor were sages for the Isus: Odin and Tyr. And in their little Raven Clan, revealed much later, was also Freyr. It seemed strange that so many of the reincarnated Isu were all incredibly close at hand.

In this title, Ubisoft was able to focus again a little more on their complex lore that was seeded throughout the first few games. And while some questions were answered, it still left plenty of mysteries of where the games go from here - particularly from a modern-day standpoint. Though I am reluctant to see the franchise go, it does feel like Ubisoft is finally coming to a close on the grand story that they are trying to tell. What the end result turns out to be is still to be determined, but more emphasis needs to be focused on the central conflict.

For a game that still has Assassin’s Creed in the title, Eivor’s connection with the order and their enemies seemed very tangential. While I killed many Order of the Ancient members, there was no sense of personal investiture, like, say with Ezio’s quest. The only ones that I felt motivated to put an end to were Fulke and Kjotve the Cruel. Unfortunately, all the build-up in the first scenes with Eivor were quickly resolves within the first two to three hours of the game, and Fulke’s arc was all but over in the half-way point.

I suppose the main reason for my discontent with the narrative of AC: V is the fact that there is no Big Bad for Eivor and her Raven Clan. Yes, Aelfred of Wessex is a ‘villain’ that hinders our protagonist, but he never felt like an oppressive threat.

Basim’s reveal, somewhat late in the game, was also a little underwhelming. Yes, he did look an awful lot like Loki, but how did he manage to get to Norway? He hadn’t accompanied Sigurd and Eivor. Did he travel with a third party? How did he know that Sigurd and Eivor would be in the ruins of an Isu temple? So many questions, so little time.

Then there was the whole ‘Heir of Memories’ and the fact that Layla seemed so worn. After finishing Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey, my last impression of her was receiving the Staff of Hermes Trismegistus from Kassandra and being hopeful for the future. Fast forward to AC: V and Layla is tired. The world is on the edge of destruction once again and she’s now paired up with married couple: Rebecca Crane and Shaun Hastings (the two last appearing undercover in Assassin’s Creed IV: Black Flag).

On a side note, why are their adventures all done in the comics or some other media? AND WHY DO I NOT HAVE ACCESS TO ANY OF THIS?

And because I didn’t play the expansions for Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey, I knew too little regarding the modern-day struggles with Layla. In fact, I basically resorted to the Assassin’s Creed wiki to bring me up to date. Honestly, DLC should never be story-related. Or, if it is, should be more tangential rather than major. It’s a terrible practice that quite a few publishers do, and which leaves players such as myself playing catch-up.

The only one that landed with any oomph (at least for me) were the Asgard and Jotunheim arcs. These were connected and told the story of Havi as he struggled to find a way to avert his fate. The final battle also proved challenging and climactic. A far cry from the ‘endings’ that the main story provided. In all honesty, I probably should have left that to last while completing everything else first. But the temptation was too great and I was vastly overlevelled.

I also enjoyed the play on the Norse myths. The only downside with the Builder was that there was no horse to help him. And so, there was no sexy mare Loki to tempt away the Builder’s horse - giving birth to Sleipnir. The other stuff, though, was clever. And I liked the references made to other myths, such as fighting against ‘old age’ and Thrym’s disastrous marriage to ‘Thor dressed as Freyr.’

What was also a little odd, at least for me, was that there was no definitive part where the credits rolled. Much like in Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey and Assassin’s Creedy: Origins. Personally, I hate it. Credits give closure and tell gamers that the narrative that they were pursuing has come to an end. It lets me reflect on everything that I experienced and is an indication that I can finally set the controller down.

Assassin’s Creed: Valhalla also came with its fair share of bugs and glitches. Many, after reading up on them, made me frightened to continue. One, in particular, took me a while to figure out an alternative to: entering Lunden. I didn’t help that the more I read, the more I worried about encountering a game-breaking bug. Thankfully, most were simply treasure hoards not loading, late texture pop-ins that were a little frightening, and the drunk Eivor every time I loaded up the game.

Despite its many faults, I still very much enjoyed my time roaming around England, Vinland and Norway as I worked to build up Eivor’s reputation and to ensure her name would be sung for ages to come. Like a true Vikingr, I played copious amounts of orlog, drank mead and tore up the battlefield to create a home for my people.

Even better, at Gunnar’s wedding, I managed to finally woo Randvi (who I abstained from bedding down with earlier on in the game)! That, perhaps, elevated the game for me and I can be happy knowing that all my hard work paid off.

(As an additional aside, I also love how many of the side quests or ‘mysteries’ in AC: Valhalla made references to popular culture. From Winnie the Pooh to Alice in Wonderland. AND ROBIN HOOD! THE NPC CALLED LITTLE JOHN HAD ME GUFFAWING!)

#Assassin's Creed: Valhalla #AC:V #Assassin's Creed #video games #Eivor x Randvi

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So, I had an idea today... and that idea involved Aziraphale having to basically go undercover as a human for his own protection against the Dominion Cassiel who Heaven sent to wreak bloody justice on the traitor after management’s attempt failed six months before.

Backed up against a wall and seeing no other alternative, Aziraphale pulls a Doctor Who (The Family of Blood episode in series 3 haha) and essentially seals everything he is as an angel into his ring, which he leaves behind for Crowley to find at his shop. This leaves him without his memories and under the impression that he’s a completely human librarian that just started a new job at the university and he goes about his new life none the wiser. Inconvenient to be sure, but essentially molding himself into a new person leaves Aziraphale not only nigh un-trackable by Cassiel, but technically an innocent, meaning she can’t lay a hand on him even if she does find him.

It’s a clever ploy, but conceived at the last second as it was, that leaves no time to tell Crowley, who arrives at the bookshop to find it empty with the exception of the ring he knows Aziraphale hasn’t taken off once in the entire history of their knowing one another... and no way to know what happened. It’s a horrifying realization, but the demon has no idea how to figure out where the angel has gone, so he turns to the only neutral occult party he knows for help: Anathema.

Needless to say the witch is surprised when he shows up unannounced on her doorstep in the middle of the night looking truly desperate and asking for help. When a basic scrying can’t reveal the angel’s location, she decides to do a more advanced one using his ring, but that takes time and a full moon, meaning Crowley has to linger around the cottage for the better part of a month (mostly as a snake) until she’s able to perform the spell.

Meanwhile, Aziraphale, currently under the impression that his name is, in fact, Alexander Zachariah Fell (friends call him Az... if he had any), settles into his new job and pokey little flat. It’s a pretty good set up, but he finds himself constantly plagued by a vague sense of something missing, as well as an odd habit of running his thumb along his pinky finger, as if in search of a ring he doesn’t actually own.

Crowley and Anathema finally manage to track Aziraphale down, though it takes both of them a hot minute to spot him in the library and they both stare when they finally do. Gone is the short cropped white hair and the old fashioned suit, replaced by salt and pepper curls, modern (if not particularly fashionable) clothes, and a beard. It doesn’t take them long to realize that something is amiss when Aziraphale doesn’t react on seeing them, and they’re both horrified when they realize something is seriously wrong after talking to him and realizing he’s under the impression that he’s human.

They go back and forth on what to tell him, but Anathema eventually wins out when she insists that revealing everything to him, or trying to, might destabilizing whatever kind of magic Az is clearly under in a dangerous way. They have no idea why he’s like this, after all, so the witch goes back home to do research and Crowley decides to remain and keep an eye on his erstwhile angel.

He miracles his way into a lecturing gig at the University as an expert on history (he was there for most of it, so he figures that’s more than enough qualification) and spends a great deal of time in the library.

Crowley wasn’t certain what it’d be like spending time with an Aziraphale that didn’t know he was Aziraphale, but he expected it was going to be difficult. And it was. It was hard to look at someone you’d spent the better part of six thousand years with and see no recognition in their eyes... what he didn’t expect was to fall in love with him all over again.

In the six months since Armagedd-off, but before Az’s disappearance, the two had been slowly but surely opening up to one another, allowing each other closer in a way they’d never felt free to in the past. It was slow going, 6000 years of habit was not something easily broken, but it was happening.

Here, though, is an Aziraphale with all of the angel’s sharp wit, good sense of humor, and love of the world but none of the baggage that came from millennia of being Heaven’s agent on Earth. He’s still just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing and seeing him so easy and open, no longer fighting his own nature for the sake of what Heaven deemed was ‘right‘ was both beautiful and acutely painful to behold for the demon.

Crowley tries to keep his distance, and, when that fails, tries very hard just to be friends with the witty librarian... but he’s not at all prepared to contend with a human Aziraphale that comes to love him as much as ever, but with none of the angel’s self-imposed barriers to keep him from acting on his romantic inclinations.

The demon tries to pull away when he realizes what’s happened, but he’s reeled back in just as quickly against his better judgement (he IS a demon lol) and kisses Az after weeks of denying them both. The gesture means something, Alexander knows that even if he doesn’t understand what, and he knows he’s probably pushing the peculiar man he’s fallen head over heels for too far too fast but something in him keeps pushing him for more, more, more. It radiates out from his very marrow, powerful as the tide and older than the moon and it leaves them both gasping and tangled in the sheets of his bed without either of them knowing precisely how they’d gotten there.

Without realizing it, though, they’ve broken the protection that human anonymity granted Aziraphale, and it’s not long before Cassiel finds him and nearly kills him. Laying with demons, after all, is most certainly a sin.

Crowley saves Az when he topples from the tower the Dominion chased him up, though not without exposing himself for the demon he is, wings and all as he catches the man before he hits the ground. A desperate, bloody fight ensues and Cassiel is eventually defeated, leaving Crowley and Az uncertain as to where they stand, though at the very least, Anathema’s concern about Az’s mental stability should he be exposed to the truth is dispelled.

Back at Az’s flat, Crowley explains everything and the demon’s reluctance to love the man is finally explained. He’s worried, though, that maybe there IS no coming back for Aziraphale; he mourns at the thought and Az does his best to comfort him. Realizing he has no reason to keep it now, Crowley gives Az his ring back, and despite never having seen it before, something in the man recognizes it, and without thinking, he slips it onto the proper finger and...

Is suddenly himself again. Memories and power in tact, with the addition of those he’d made as a human. Aziraphale sweeps Crowley up and kisses him senseless and the Demon knows the moment their eyes meet that he recognizes him, really recognizes him, and it leaves him totally wrecked.

In the wake of it all, they move back to London and despite all the drama, Aziraphale’s time as a human has left him changed for the better. Gone is the habit of keeping the demon at arm’s length, and, at Crowley’s request, he even keeps the beard. They live together happily ever after... at least until the next time Heaven and Hell get some clever idea.

#good omens #ineffable husbands #good omens ficlet #crowley #human aziraphale #wow that bonus ficlet wound up way longer than i meant for it to hah 8'D #Crowley would be COMPLETELY unprepared for a outright flirty Aziraphale #he'd be flustered amused and totally turned on lets be real ahaha #jolie arts #jolie writes

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marvels-writings · 4 years

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Hey! Maria Hill anon here. No need to be sorry. I love your writing so a series would be great (if you want to). I'd love for them to end up together and for there to be a good amount of angst, not too much and not too little. Thank you! ☺

A/N: I’m so so sorry this is late. And thank you chloesingulier.tumblr.com for helping me come up with the title and for helping me write the request. Anyway here is the starting of the series:

"Come on! Get to work!" Maria shouted out to the rest of the people in the compound. Ever since Ultron, Shield had technically moved in with the Avengers and trained recruits for them instead of Shield.

You look over your shoulder to spot her overlooking everyone but Shaun. His computer screen faced away from Maria, so she couldn't catch him playing Galaga again. Honestly, no one knew why he still liked the game, but his job wasn’t important enough to be worrisome so everyone let it slide.

Your job had its moments, but they didn't last long. Your job was mainly to make sure everything was running smoothly and most importantly, you were the main person directed everyone around. Except Maria, Fury and the Avengers of course. You were kind of the manager who took orders from the director.

Fury told you what to do, you told others how to do it, Maria made sure everything was alright and sometimes told you what to do and gave you advice.

"Y/N, could come here?." You heard Maria's voice call out to you.

You stiffen in your seat, but reluctantly get up to reach Maria. Your feet feel like rubber as you realize your legs are almost completely asleep from sitting for so long.

Maria stands at the top of the balcony overlooking the open-space office with computers, and you head to the stairs. You shakily climbed them, holding tight to the railing as to not trip.

You breathe a sigh of relief as your numb legs make it up the steps, but it was short-lived. Your left foot twisted on the last step, and you begin to fall, closing your eyes shut. But you fell right into the arms of Maria.

Slightly confused for a second about what happened, you opened your eyes and saw you were a foot away from the floor. Maria had caught you by the elbows and was looking at you worriedly.

"Are you okay?” She asked, lifting you up. You nodded and got up. Once both of you stood up completely, you dusted off your uniform slightly.

“Thanks, uh what did you need me for?”

"I was wondering if you would be able to come to a meeting tonight with Fury and I. Do you have any plans tonight?” She inquired.

“Um no, nothing important at least.” You respond hastily, knowing that you would need to cancel a date with your boyfriend tonight. You scratched your neck slightly and avoided eye contact.

“Are you sure? We could schedule it for another time…” Maria started, seeing your reluctance

“No, no, I’m free tonight. What time and location?” You cut her off. You hadn’t been in touch with your boyfriend recently, and you had suspicions he was cheating on you. It was time that you called him and broke up. Since you were almost always at your job, he always seemed to get really angry. But you hadn’t talked in a while.

“I will send you the location, but we were thinking around six? We were planning on dinner.” Maria said.

“I think it should work out,” You said, then asked “Who are we meeting though?”. Maria smirked slightly at the question, you knew it meant something dangerous.

“Nuclear arms dealer who thinks we aren’t working with the Avengers,” You rolled your eyes slightly, dangerous dinner, usual Maria. She laughed slightly. “If you’re worrying about what to wear, I think a formal dress should be fine.” She said, you weren’t sure exactly what to wear at this point. You didn’t really have an ‘undercover’ dress which you could beat someone up in.

“I’m not sure I have the right dress for this,” You said, smirking slightly. You really didn’t if you were honest.

“I’ll send someone with a dress to your place at about 5:15,” She replied.

“Let me guess,” You joked, putting your index finger and thumb on your chin to pretend you were thinking. “It’s gonna be a surprise?” You asked jokingly.

“As if I’d let you pick what to wear,” Maria joked, you put your hand down and laughed. You and Maria had done this a few times before, you never knew what you were going to wear but what she sent you was always fantastic, and unsurprisingly, complimented what she was wearing perfectly. “See you then.” she said as she walked out the door.

“Can’t wait,” You called out behind her before heading back to your seat.

You glanced at the clock on your way back, it was 3:36, it took you half an hour to get home. So about an hour until she needed to leave work for, well, more work. Fun.

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It got to 4:20 faster than you had expected. You sighed and got up from your seat and got your things to go to the locker rooms to change into civilian clothing before you drove back. You got to the locker rooms and opened yours and saw everything in its place, just a sticky note which reminded you of the dinner and had Maria’s name written on it. You took it off, smiling softly at it and changed.

You changed into your quarter-sleeved black and gold t-shirt, black jeggings, and slung your black and smoke jacket over your shoulder. You headed out towards your car to drive home instead of taking the bus. You got in your car, switched on your playlist and drove home.

As you were driving home, your boyfriend called you. Probably to verify your date tonight. You groaned and slid the answer button, letting the call play on the cars speaker.

“Hey y/n, which restaurant are we going to by the way?” Bf/n said excitedly. But it sounded fake, and you thought you heard him in a different place, not at his house.

“About that,” you began, you instantly heard him groan.

“Let me guess, you have work?” He asked, you thought you heard someone giggle.

“I couldn’t really help it, you kno-“ you tried to explain.

“Cut the excuses, your work is more important than I am to you.” He sneered into the phone. You sighed.

“Bf/n, I really didn’t want to, honestly I don’t, it’s just work, I have to.” You said, you heard him sigh. You honked to get the car in front of you to move.

“We can talk tomorrow,” he said, about to hang up.

“WAIT, uh, we can meet up at the Starbucks in front of my place tomorrow morning.” You said hurriedly.

“Fine, drive safely.” He replied, then hung up.

You weren’t sure if you were going to breakup with him yet. Maybe you’d try to get a day off and spend it together to see. Hoping he wasn’t going to cheat on you, you pulled into the driveway to your house and got out of the car. With all of your things in your arms.

You sighed and went in your house to go shower.

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You came out of your hot shower in a towel and changed into sweatpants and a hoodie as you waited for the dress Maria sent to arrive. You started to watch a movie as you waited, too lazy to talk to anyone. Until the doorbell rang, you groaned and got up. You got to the door after practically dragging your feet, today had taken its toll on you.

“Delivery from Maria Hill?” The delivery man asked hesitantly as you opened the door. You nodded and signed the pad he held out for you to sign. He handed you the large bag with the hanger poking out of the top. You thanked him and close the door, heading inside.

You headed towards your room, then laid the bag on your bed before opening it. You let out a soft gasp when you saw the entire dress. It was an absolutely gorgeous velvet violet color dress. It was an off-shoulder dress with asymmetrical, ruffled bottom. There were small bands on the side for your arms. You turned the dress over in awe. The back went down slightly lower than the dresses Maria normally gives you.

In fact, this entire dress was a bit, well a lot more revealing than most of the dresses Maria had sent you before. You looked incase there was anything else (HEY CHLO) in the bag. You found there was a gold necklace with a midnight blue and violet gemstone pendant. You also found a couple of simple gold bracelets as well as earrings which looked like they were raining gold and violet droplets.

This was definitely a bit much, even by Maria’s standards.

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You’d changed into the dress and put on makeup. You used urban decay violet shimmer eyeshadow and black shimmery eyeliner combined with simple gold makeup. You put on the jewelry and looked at yourself in the mirror. You wore some violet heels with it (also courtesy of Maria)

You looked good, better than usual if you were to say so yourself. Twirling to get a good look at yourself, you found the dress was slightly more bodycon than you had expected. But it seemed to be perfectly tailored. You took a small black clutch with you as you headed out, seeing the time was well past 5:30. You checked your phone for any messages you found the address Maria had sent you and hurried out the door for the dinner.

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You pulled up in front of the restaurant and got out of the car. You walked into the restaurant and up to the clerk desk.

"I'm looking for someone under the name of Maria and Nick." You asked, looking around for them.

"Ah yes, follow me." The clerk said.

You followed the clerk to a secluded and apparently reserved room with windows looking out to the rest of the restaurant. Maria was sitting in the room with a menu in her hands.

She looked stunning. She had a midnight blue sleeveless silk dress which faded into violet at the bottom. She wore violet heels which matched yours with it as well as thin gold necklace and earrings. Her dress complimented yours perfectly.

"Oh, Y/N, glad you could come. I'm just about to order." She smiled as she put her menu down. You were just glad she didn’t notice you staring.

You sat down beside her and began to look through the menu, finding your eyes always drifting to Maria not of your own accord.

You both ordered your food, and decided that the meeting would occur after you had eaten.

You’d ordered fav/fancy/dish as Maria had ordered some grilled salmon.

You began to eat your fav/dish , and heard laughing off to the side. You look out the window that the sound was coming from to find Bf/N laughing like you had never seen.

You pause in confusion, and look closer to find he's holding a girl close to him. You drop your utensils as he gives her a kiss.

#Marvel #marvel x reader #marvel x female reader #Maria hill #Maria hill x reader #Maria hill x female reader #my writing #with help #my fic #marvel one shot #marvel imagine

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prettywordsyouleft · 4 years

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Down By The Lake - Part 5 (Final)

Summary: It was only meant to be a stolen moment between you and your lover Daehyun and ended with him framed for murdering your best friend. With the assistance of your aloof friend Inspector Bang, could you find the real culprit called The Pauper, in time to clear Daehyun’s name?

Pairing: Jung Daehyun x reader ft. Bang Yongguk

Genre: murder mystery / periodic au / horror-ish

Warnings: murder / death / dark content given the nature of the storyline

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When you opened your eyes, you expected to see the afterlife. And if seeing Daehyun’s face was the first thing you did when you woke up in heaven, then you were certain it had been worth it.

Until you realised heaven looked a lot like your chambers.

You were also not alone with the man you loved; instead, your room was full of many people. Groaning, you came to your senses as the pain settled in.

“This is not where I expected to be,” you croaked and Daehyun’s hand around yours tightened.

“This is exactly where you need to be,” he told you and you glanced at him before noting the look within your father’s face on the opposite side of the bed.

The elder shook his head tiredly. “You could have warned me. I almost lost the one person I hold the dearest.”

“My Lord, with all respect, would you have allowed Y/N to be the bait in the trap?” a deep voice enquired and angling your head around Daehyun’s, you spotted Yongguk sitting in a chair at the end of your bed. He had his glasses perched on the bridge of his nose as he perused a stack of reports. Finally, he glanced up and smiled warmly at you.

“Whilst I am certain my Lady has many questions as you all have comforting words to share,” Clare announced, ushering Daehyun up from his position beside you. She clapped her hands together loudly and even challenged your father with a stern look. “She is still a lady at best and one in which multiple men have spent a vast amount of time within the private quarters of. Now that you can see she has returned to us, I will ask of you all to leave at once.”

“But I have not-”

“She is my daughter and-”

“Very well, Y/N will bother me when she is ready to,” Yongguk finished, climbing to his feet and following the others forcibly being pushed to the exit.

You gave Clare a look and then sunk further into your bedding at her own harsh stare in return. You let out a heavy sigh. “Must I regain full health first?”

“That you must, my Lady.”

It was a week later when you were able to leave your bed. Aside from your father, who was graciously allowed to sit with you for an hour each afternoon, much to his chagrin and Clare’s reluctance, you had not seen either Yongguk or Daehyun since waking up.

And Yongguk was right; you had many questions to bother him with.

“I need to go out today, Clare.”

“You will not,” she ordered and you glowered at the lady maid.

“If I do not possess the knowledge I require by the end of today, I fear I will fall ill again from too much thinking. Will you accompany me or not?”

“I will, however, only to the parlour.”

“Why there?” you questioned as the woman smiled. “Clare, what are you holding privy from me?”

“Oh, you will soon see, my Lady.”

Walking slowly, and with the aide of Clare, you made it to the parlour room without much discomfort. Opening the doors, you gasped when you found what had been a space set up for conversation over cross stitch, now looked like an entirely different room. Two large tables sat in the middle of the room facing one another, stacked with reports and books.

And at either station sat your longest friend and your lover.

You reached to hold onto your head. “What on earth is this?”

“Our current headquarters,” Yongguk announced simply and you stepped into the room, Clare shutting the door behind you. Moving over to them, you came upon Yongguk’s table first. He was reading notes that contained rather graphic diagrams and you shivered, wrapping your arms around yourself. You definitely had endured your fair share of frightening experiences recently and were not ready for anything further.

Daehyun smiled at you weakly. “I suppose this is a sight you might have never expected.”

“It is, though it does perhaps answer one of my questions,” you replied softly, moving to see what was on Daehyun’s side. He also held similar files, though with a different case number. “You were never a stable hand by profession, were you?”

“I have been many a thing in my time, but I assure you, this is the role I am most capable in. I fancy your father may need to look further into the credentials of his employees after my less than stellar performance in the stables.”

Yongguk snorted. “At least you were incredibly equipped to have at least his daughter fooled.”

“Inspector,” Daehyun warned, and then grinned when Yongguk rolled his eyes. Daehyun then turned to you. “Say, would you like some fresh air?”

“Please, I have been trapped inside for too long.”

“Whatever happens out there, do ensure this time I am not needed for another re-enactment,” Yongguk warned and you bit your lip whilst Daehyun laughed heartily, ushering you to the doors that led out into the garden.

Once settled into your amble, you glanced up at Daehyun right as he went to speak.

“Y/N-”

“Daehyun-”

Sharing a gentle smile, you gestured for him to go first. He pocketed his hands and sighed. “I need to apologise and explain a lot.”

“Well, thankfully for me, my head has recovered faster than my side injury has, leaving me quite capable of listening to both.”

“I spend a lot of time undercover working for Inspector Bang. I have been a great deal of things and done even more than you can imagine. I was placed by your side for information. You attend the most events, as the only daughter and heiress to this family, and further, had the closest connections to everyone in the elitist scene. That was my primary role, to gather appropriate information to help with our investigation.”

“Yongguk knew it was someone within my circles?” Daehyun nodded and you closed your eyes. “Did he expect me to approach you as well?”

“He had not believed you would have any interest in me further than as an outside person to talk to. He knew of your past behaviour of going to the stables to let out your frustrations, however, that was all.”

“Did you plan for this?” you asked with your head down, unable to look him in the eye.

It would make sense, given his mission. You gave Daehyun an easy way in to garner your trust and potentially more information. With your apparent adoration for him, he could have gotten anything out of you had he worded it right. Though, as you thought over your time together before the night you were separated, most of it was conversation about yourselves and what a future between you would hold.

You couldn’t help but let out a hollow laugh. Was everything he shared with you just there to help the investigation along?

“I had not. Admittedly, I accepted willingly to grow closer with you, as it would help with our findings. Apart from being the worst stable hand, I was honest with you as much as I could be. There were times where I pleaded with Yongguk for me to leave. I grew vulnerable around you to the point I was worried I was in too deep to be effective to my role.”

“Should I believe this?” you wondered, continuing to walk on, stopping when you realised Daehyun had not. You examined his face, his expression uncertain. Returning to his side, you caught the first tear as it fell.

“Seeing you mere inches away from death frightened me beyond belief. I was willing to give up anything, even my own life if it meant you would stay earthbound.”

“You fool, I am still here so why are you crying?” you asked, feeling your own emotions rising behind your eyes.

Daehyun gave you a watery smile. “I am thankful you are still here. When we found your name on the top of the killer’s hit list right before Lucy’s death, I knew I would throw myself in the line of fire to save you.”

“Is that why you held me back from saving her?” you breathed and Daehyun shook his head.

“She was already dying and there was no way we could prevent it when we got there. I saw the angle he took. I did not want you to bear witness of her final moments like that.”

You nodded, gripping onto his shirt as you tried to settle your emotions. “Y/N, if I could have saved her, you know I would have, right?”

“I just wish we had been there sooner. I should have just asked to go for a stroll and not a swim.”

As you continued to talk over everything, you found that Daehyun had been taken away only to take refuge in Yongguk’s home. You stared up at him, speechless momentarily. “You mean when I was there…”

“I was in the adjacent room listening on.”

“Then you heard that I had held suspicions over you!”

He nodded. “I would have been surprised had you not.”

“As for the investigations Yongguk and I did?” you prompted and Daehyun sheepishly rubbed the back of his head.

“I, unfortunately, got spotted.”

“Whatever do you mean?”

“Yongguk saw me up in the tree watching on. You know, you were awfully close with him. Is there anything in the past between you both? I asked him many a time and yet he refused to answer.”

You smiled. “Then perhaps we should leave it like that.”

“Y/N!”

“I despaired over you!” you exclaimed, your frustrations mounting. “Here I was, wholly believing that I was saving your life and you were gallivanting around the countryside with us!”

“I would not go as far to stretch the truth and say I gallivanted,” Daehyun remarked and you let out a scoff, turning on your heel to walk away. “Now you just wait up a second!”

Daehyun caught you easily and you glowered in his direction. “And Yongguk! He must have had succumbed to fitful laughter with how ridiculous I was! I fear I will never be able to face him again with how mortified I am right now to be played by you both!”

“I very much so doubt that man can even laugh. I have yet to see him do such a thing in the past five years I have worked with him. Not even a chuckle!” Daehyun pointed out and you tried ever so hard not to fall trap to his amusing statement.

Clearing your throat, you shook your head, moving on with your complaints. “I was in danger and you both let it continue!”

“It was a risk, yes. However, you did agree.”

“Only because I believed you were framed!”

“Okay, so is this the part I get down on my knees in forgiveness?”

“You believe I could accept such a thing?” you wondered, looking away just in time as Daehyun dropped before you.

“It was a necessary evil and I do apologise for the grievances I have stricken you with,” he implored and you angled yourself ever so slightly to see his face. Daehyun reached out for your hand, gripping it fondly. “It was the most challenging time of my existence, I’ll have you know. I had to remain invisible in order to fool you and the killer. Even if I saw you most days, it felt as if I only did so from afar. I could do nothing for you and had to rely on others to protect you in my absence. I cannot explain how antagonising that was for me.”

“Did you know there was a separate killer?”

“We did have our suspicions. Yongguk knew I was out there waiting since Lord Wilsford had used the track to escape before and that was why he let you go with him.”

You gestured for Daehyun to get up, letting out a lengthy sigh before slipping your arms around his waist, surprising him. “I have a few requests, of course, if I am to accept your apology.”

Daehyun relished in your closeness, his arms embracing you snugly to him. He hummed for you to continue.

“Will you continue to be undercover?”

“Whilst it is a skill I possess, I do not believe it is something I will be asked to do often now.”

“Do I have to concern myself of you luring another woman if you have to return to such a task?” you continued and he pulled you back to arm’s length.

“You approached me first!”

Giving him a look, you began to repeat yourself. “Will you-”

“No, I will never. My heart belongs to only one person and I could never betray that love.”

You smiled, satisfied. “Will you leave me in the predicament that I currently am in?”

“Which is?”

“Well, I am in want of a husband. Is that a role you wish to obtain?”

Daehyun smiled, leaning into you. “You are positively a wicked creature. I was worried you were going to turn me away for good.”

“I merely asked for your assistance in making an honest woman out of me. My father believes we have-”

“No, he has been informed of the truth after a very intense approach on his behalf.” Daehyun laughed awkwardly, looking a little uncomfortable. “There was some time between your coming back to us, Y/N.”

You laughed, imagining the approach your father had taken. “Still, I shan’t wait for you forever. You will be busy with your new position and I may find someone else who takes my fancy. There will be a new stable hand-”

“Must I confess my endearment for you right now? In the most unprepared manner?”

“Whilst I would love to hear it all, I do wish to be courted properly.”

Leaning in to kiss you, Daehyun rested his forehead upon yours. “I will thank the Gods every day that you returned to me.”

“You told me I could not leave you yet.”

“Can I be selfish and ask that you never do until it is time for us both to see another world together?”

“Who else would I risk my life for?” you replied, leaning in to kiss Daehyun again. “My heart is yours.”

“And my soul will become one with you when we say I do.”

“I want to hear that right now.”

“We cannot have one nice moment, can we? Did you not just proclaim you want to be courted properly? That will require time and-”

You cut off Daehyun’s words with another kiss, smiling into the embrace as you did so. “This is a very nice moment, my love.”

“One of many, now that you are safe.”

“Safe? Why with you around I do wonder if that is a word I can use. I saw the case-studies you and Yongguk are working on. What kind of mischief are you going to get yourselves into next?!

Laughing, Daehyun nuzzled you with his nose and sighed. “I believe that anything with you has the ability to be much more frightening than those who I chase down.”

“Does it scare you?”

“On the contrary,” he murmured, holding your chin within his hand as he angled in for another kiss. “I am excited for what will happen next.”

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NCIS LA S11 Romances

It’s been two months since the conclusion of NCIS: Los Angeles 11th season, but recently after rewatching some of the season and other classic episodes, I wanted to take the time to discuss all the romantic relationships and what their futures will be like in season 12.

Densi

It’s no surprise the first couple up for discussion is everyone’s beloved Densi. Kensi and Deeks have officially been married for an entire year and I congratulate my favourite NCIS romance for their major milestone. It seems at first glance not much has really changed for Densi this season since they got only a handful of scenes and episodes together, but really their relationship is facing a long awaited and major change. Finally after so many years of discussing the sensitive subject, Deeks and Kensi are Finally Ready. They Are FINALLY Trying to Get Pregnant. They Are Ready to Become Parents. I still can’t believe it’s finally happening. It’s been so long since Deeks and Kensi first had their discussion about kids and it’s been quite the journey for them to finally get to where they are now. In the beginning, it was obvious that Deeks loves and is fantastic with kids, showing he would make a great father. Kensi on the other hand, wasn’t so sure about the idea and didn’t really like them.

Kids was always a sensitive subject for the couple as though Kensi was beginning to soften her attitude and showed a more motherly side, she was still unsure and reluctant about the idea. It hasn’t been an easy road for the couple which at one point, the idea of a family and children almost caused them to break up as we all recall from the events of the season 9 finale two years ago. Over the years however, as Deeks and Kensi’s love and relationship grew stronger, proving they can overcome any adversity it finally lead to the proper talk of the subject. Season 11 featured episodes of the couple finally ready to face the subject head on, first beginning when Kensi experienced a pregnancy scare and finally experienced first hand the emotions of the possibility of being pregnant and actually having a baby. When the false alarm was confirmed, Deeks was willing to drop the subject until Kensi finally decided she was ready to properly have this long overdue discussion.

Since then though it seemed they again dropped the subject until the events of the special 250th episode where Kensi almost lost Deeks when he was trapped inside a room with a bomb. During this super emotional hour for the couple, it finally caused Kensi to realize and declare that she really and truly wants to have children with Deeks and following his survival, Deeks and Kensi at last began the journey of building a family and finally started trying to get pregnant. Unfortunately, months pass and Deeks and Kensi still have yet to conceive and begun to experience some emotional turmoil as well as worries of the future. Despite their worries and doubts, they remain determined to start a family, knowing they are finally ready for this next chapter of their lives.

I’m looking forward to seeing what season 12 has in store for the couple as it was previously stated that Deeks and Kensi will continue their efforts of getting pregnant, but will continue to face a few emotional turmoils along the way. Most of the time, getting pregnant is rather easy for a majority of couples, but others unfortunately aren’t so lucky. The emotional turmoil of their attempts to get pregnant will continue and may even begin to affect their work in the field, causing some potential team issues. Hopefully, Deeks and Kensi seek help and may even begin to seek fertility treatment if necessary. Overall, no matter how or when it happens I look forward to the day Kensi declares she is pregnant and we can finally begin to look forward to when the Densi Baby at last arrives.

Neric

The second couple is everyone’s two favourite Meerkats, Neric. Since the end of season 9, Eric and Nell finally and officially became a couple, but their honeymoon phase has long since come to an end and now they are beginning to reevaluate their relationship. Things haven’t been easy for Eric and Nell for quite a long time since the end of season 10 when Nell discovered her mother was sick and from there onward, their relationship has begun to face several challenges. In season 11, Eric had taken time off from NCIS after accepting a job offer and was living in San Fransisco for a time. The long distance hadn’t been easy on the couple and that caused to Nell begin questioning their relationship, especially after learning Eric was actually on a secret undercover assignment for Hetty. Nell was extremely worried about Eric throughout the ordeal and was relieved when he was returned safe and sound, unfortunately Nell’s worries, concerns and other issues hadn’t gone away so easily.

Eric and Nell eventually began to really confront the true nature of their relationship when Nell realized they had moved too quickly. They simply jumped from being best friends into a serious relationship without ever actually dating. In the end, they decided to hit the reset button on their relationship and simply have fun when they do get to spend time together. However, the couple found themselves once again separated by the end of the season when all of Nell’s issues, from her mother’s illness to stress of the job finally came to a head and she began strongly considering leaving NCIS for good. Thankfully, Hetty encouraged Nell to take some much needed time off to figure out what she wanted for herself and Eric hasn’t seen or spoken to Nell since. In her absence, Eric seems to be handling her being done quite well, but instead he is simply trying to hide how he feels.

I’m looking forward to Nell’s return in season 12 and I’m curious how Eric will feel when she does come back. I’m hoping this experience has helped him realize how Nell felt when he was gone earlier in season 11. I have no doubt we’ll see Nell back in action soon alongside Hetty, but I still think Eric and Nell have a few more relationship issues to deal with when the show returns. However, no doubt they can weather the storm and work out their problems and will grow stronger, thus overcoming their first serious issues as a couple. Overall, I’m looking forward to Neric dealing with their problems and their relationship growing stronger during the 12th season.

Callanna

Next up is my second favourite couple of NCIS LA, Callanna. In recent years, Callen and Anna have been through the ringer ever since Anna killed Abram Sokolov in season 9, causing their relationship to become strain. Despite their problems, they both still loved each other even when Anna was sent to prison in season 10. Anna later escaped jail alongside her cell mate, a new antagonist named Kayta when it was later revealed she was working with Joelle and the CIA to use her to find Callen’s father. The mission was a success as the team managed to rescue his dad in Cuba, but unfortunately due to her fugitive status in the US and recent injury, Anna had to stay behind. Since then, Callen hadn’t seen or heard from Anna, therefore it looked like their relationship was over... or so it seemed. During the events of a very special Christmas episode, Callen and Sam shared a very powerful talk about certain subjects, including his relationship with Anna.

Callen’s talk with Sam was enlightening as it caused him to realize he pushed Anna away, realising she was actually the real deal, a woman he could actually share and spend his life with, something he has never truly had before. All his life, Callen was trying to learn the truth about his past and who he was and now he needed to figure out what he wanted for his future and that future is with Anna. Callen ultimately realizes he truly loves Anna and vows to find her and make things right. Since then, Callen began his quest to find her and eventually Anna presented herself to Callen in need of his help with a case. Although things were a little strained between them due to their long separation, they ultimately managed to reconcile and secretly got back together. Eventually, after hiding out for several weeks with Callen, the CIA managed to scrub away her entire criminal record, making Anna a free woman once more. Although Callen expresses some worry, it does not matter as he and Anna are truly in love and happy together.

Finally with the woman he loves and knows he can have a real life with, Callen has at last begun to plant real roots for himself and is building a future with Anna from going on a staycation to looking for a potential new home together. In season 12, I’m looking forward to seeing Callen and Anna making their relationship more serious and who knows, maybe they could be the next couple to get engaged. However, their troubles are far from over as the CIA plans to use Anna to lure out Kayta. Before the conclusion of season 11, I remembered reading the original ending was going to focus on Kayta’s return and Callen’s friendship with Sam and the team will become strained. Overall, I have no doubt this storyline will resume in season 12, but I remain worried. I want Callen and Anna to be happy and together and what I don’t want is to see Callen forced to choose between his team and the woman he loves.

SamKat

Finally last but certainly not least are the newest NCIS: Los Angeles couple... Sam and Katherine. In recent years it hasn’t been easy for Sam Hanna since he tragically lost his beloved wife, Michelle Hanna after she was kidnapped and killed by his arch-nemesis, Tahir Khalad. Since losing Michelle, Sam has been taking the time to mourn his loss and grieve her death, but finally after 3 years, Sam has at last managed to make peace from her passing and is ready to move on, knowing Michelle would want him to be happy and he has found a new happiness in our dear, Katherine Casillas, one of the show’s newest recurring characters. Katherine first appeared when she encountered the tam and helped them in recovering a valuable stolen painting and ever since she made her debut, there has been some undeniable chemistry building between her and Sam.

Katherine brings out a new side to Sam as she challenges him and makes him see the world in a new different way. Sam finds himself intrigued by Katherine and not only that, but they even have a few things in common, including their shared love of cars. Katherine is even one of the very lucky few to ever drive Sam’s car, the Hellcat. Eventually the more time Katherine made her appearances, the closer she and Sam got as well as their feelings growing stronger. Although they faced a slight bump in another investigation when Katherine was a potential suspect, Sam and Katherine managed to overcome that obstacle and afterwards, they admitted to their feelings and have began a new romantic relationship. I’m really happy for Sam and I already love him and Katherine together. I’m looking forward to seeing them in season 12. I want to see Katherine helping out in more investigations and more of the great chemistry between them. It’s always exciting to watch a new romantic relationship blossom and I’m excited to see what season 12 has in store for Sam and Katnerine’s new romance.

Overall, I’m looking forward to season 12 of NCIS: Los Angeles as a lot of our couples have some big changes and happy futures to look forward to. I can’t wait to see their next chapters unfold this fall.

#NCIS Los Angeles #My Thoughts #My Thoughts NCIS LA #Densi #Callanna #SamKat #Neric #Kensi x Deeks #Callen x Anna #Sam x Katherine #Eric x Nell #G Callen #Sam Hanna #Kensi Blye #Marty Deeks #Eric Beale #Nell Jones #Anna Kolcheck #Katherine Casillas

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Thoughts on the Tracy Boys - Scott

This popped into my head today while watching Penny and Virgil trying to pull TB4 out of some sea sludge. I’ve started here and no doubt it will go elsewhere. Where I know not, but I hope it will be fun along the way :D Theoretically each piece should be able to be read stand alone, but they will be a set eventually :D

No spoilers or warnings, other than I know nothing of the history of the Tracy and Creighton-Ward families and as usual, I’m just making stuff up :D Thank you to @scribbles97 for the read through and encouragement :D

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Lady Penelope Creighton-Ward first met a Tracy at age thirteen. Her father had been called over to the United States on business and he had taken her with him with the idea that she needed exposure to different cultures and customs.

Not that she hadn’t been to a variety of places, but the United States was a different kettle of fish to Europe.

The first Tracy she encountered was a serious young man by the name of Scott. A little older than her and fraught with responsibility, she at first had no idea what to expect from him. A mess of brown hair and a smile that was rather charming, he introduced himself politely and shook her hand firmly.

Her father was meeting with Jeff Tracy regarding funding of one of their smaller aeronautical companies. It was obvious that Scott was the son of her father’s business associate, his appearance was a younger echo of the older man.

Left to themselves while their parents spoke money, Penny eyed him. Even at thirteen she knew her interests lay in people, in delving into who they were, what they were thinking. She had read books on body language and tells, cultural norms and human communication, but really it was just obvious that Scott Tracy was worried about something.

“A worry shared is a grey hair spared.”

“Er, what? Um, I’m sorry, pardon me?”

His eyes were such an alluring blue.

“You are worried about something. I was wondering if I could help.”

He eyed her, not with suspicion, but some wariness. This was a boy who had seen difficulties in life, that much she could tell. Otherwise why would he show such reluctance?

“I don’t bite.”

He arched an eyebrow at that. “I should hope not.” But then he let loose a ravishing smile enough to conquer a thirteen year old girls heart at the mere hint of it. “It’s nothing. One of my little brothers played a prank on me before I left this morning.” He pulled up a sleeve and her eyes widened as he revealed a smudged drawing of a fish on his forearm in permanent marker. “I don’t really care so much, but Dad didn’t take it well.”

“What sort of fish is it?”

He frowned at her. “Er, I don’t know? You’d have to ask my brother.”

“It looks very much like a marlin. A great sporting fish.”

Scott blinked at her. “Do you know much about fish?”

“I know a little.” She looked around the room. “However, my interests tend to lie elsewhere.”

Her chauffeur-slash-bodyguard stood in one corner, his eyes darting suspicious glares in Scott’s direction.

“Oh, what are you intending to specialise in?”

She frowned. This was not the typical teenager she was used to. He was ever so, well, thoughtful and introspective. Now, glancing at his attire, she could see he kept it immaculate, Every seam was neatly pressed and he wore the suit with ease. There was nothing gawky or unkempt about Scott Tracy.

“People. I intend to specialise in people.”

She would look back at the encounter later and realise that for one of the few times in her life, she had taken the young man as he was. She blamed youth for it, but honestly she suspected that smile altered her perception of him.

There were many meetings after that. Their parents were proposing big things. Jeff Tracy himself was like a man possessed, yet so kindly to all he met. Cut throat businessman if he had to be, but never unfair.

His eldest son was around for many of those meetings, being trained up to possibly follow in his father’s footsteps. The impressions she got off of him regarding the subject were highly volatile. He followed his father like the man was a messiah in the boardroom, yet he had his own mind and wasn’t afraid to use it. Jeff, for all his passion, listened and decided, weighing equally whatever his son had offered with everything else on the table.

There was one instance however that stuck in her mind for a long time and more clearly detailed how this father and son relationship worked.

It was late and this time it was in the Creighton-Ward residence. She was fifteen and Scott had been called into the meeting during some leave from the airforce. She could tell Scott was unhappy from the moment he arrived, but he kept his mouth shut and was all politeness until towards the end of the night. Her father offered them lodging and Jeff had kindly accepted when Scott drew him aside, taking him out through the main doors for privacy.

She doubted they had intended to raise their voices, but they were American and father and son and the whispers became words that could clearly be heard through the ancient doors of her home.

Scott was arguing that they needed to return home that night, something about an awards ceremony he wanted his father to attend.

Jeff claimed that negotiations hadn’t been completed and he needed to speak to the London board in the morning...which was true. The deal was yet to be finalised and a large amount of her father’s money and the Tracys’ money were tied up in this.

But Scott was vehement.

“This is very important to Gordon, Dad. He needs you to be there.”

“I know that Scott, but I can’t just leave. There will be other swimming titles. Gordon will go all the way to the Olympics, I’m sure of it.”

“Please, Dad. You’ve missed so many. He is counting on you being there. Please don’t make me have to tell him again.” His tone was pleading, yet underneath she could detect hurt and anger.

“Scott, I am truly sorry.” And Jeff was. She could feel his disappointment and regret through the doors.

But it wasn’t enough for the younger Tracy. “Then I guess I’ll be flying home alone tonight.”

“Scott-“

“No, Dad. Someone has to be there for him. Virgil is trying, John can’t, I’m grabbing Alan out of school on the way down.

“Alan? Are you sure that this is that important. He shouldn’t be missing his-“

“Yes, Dad, it is that important and you would know that if you had listened to a single word I’ve said.”

There was a silence after that

Penny looked at her father and found him frowning.

Jeff returned to the room, but Scott did not. His father made apologies for him.

Her father continued to frown.

The last few items on the agenda were addressed, but she could see Mr Tracy was distracted and his heart was no longer in it.

“Jeff, go.” Her father’s voice was soft. “I’ll take care of the meeting in the morning. Go.”

“No, no, this is far too important.” The man was shaking his head as it bowed towards the desktop.

“Jeff, from one father to another, go. Some things are far more important than anything else.”

The man looked up at her father, his grey eyes worried. “I know.”

“Then go.” Her father waved his hand impatiently. “Go on, get. Hunt your boy down before he bad mouths you to the airport staff.

Jeff’s raised eyebrow pretty much summed up what he thought the chances of that was and Penny couldn’t agree more. Scott would find a plane, fly it home, do what needed to be done and them silently fume.

She wondered if Scott was the type to take out a gym or one of those who buried themselves in work to abate their anger. Because there was plenty of anger in the young man. She had identified that much.

Years later she found out first hand exactly what Scott was capable of destroying when his father went missing. Her gym still had the gouges in the walls.

But that night of the meeting was when she discovered where Scott Tracy’s passion lay. He was all about flying and speed and just as gunghoe as any flyboy on the planet, but it mostly hid his true passion.

Family.

She got to know the Tracy boys well. Eventually her family and the Tracys practically merged as International Rescue was born. They worked together from opposite sides of the planet. Sometimes they played together as well.

But the eldest tracy always stayed the same. Ever passionate about his brothers and sister, Grandmother, Brains and even herself.

She had seen him turn from the kind and well mannered gentleman she knew him to be to a defensive lion of a man at the mere mention of a threat to those he loved. She witnessed it first hand in a night club. He blew her cover by throwing her assailant over the bar. It was an inconvenience and she noted to herself not to invite any of the Tracys undercover in the future, but it was terribly sweet.

He didn’t have to know that she later picked the guy off the floor and dragged him into a back room to interrogate him. Parker was most put out that he missed the argument because he had been home sick with the flu.

He did however look at the eldest Tracy with more respect from that point onwards.

So Scott Tracy was easy to read, easy to admire and honestly, that smile still made her insides all funny, though she would never admit it. Especially since she had long since fallen hopelessly in love with another smile.

But Scott was the first and first impressions were important.

And so was he.

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Timestamp #214: The Vampires of Venice

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Timestamp #214: The Vampires of Venice

Doctor Who: The Vampires of Venice (1 episode, s05e06, 2010)

There’s something fishy in the waters of Venice.

Meanwhile in the TARDIS, Part II

The Doctor gets Amy back into the TARDIS where she continues trying to seduce him. While he tries to work the console, proclaiming to be a mix between Gandalf and Yoda, Amy points out just how much a a typical guy he is.

The Doctor tells her that he just can’t see it anymore. He’s lost the wonder. Everything is just… stuff. He wants Amy to help open his eyes to the wonders again.

Amy takes this as a clue that she’s not the first companion. When she asks how many of them were girls, the Doctor dances around the question, so Amy brings up the visual records with a little trick. The TARDIS obliges, showing her only the women who have traveled with the Doctor.

The Doctor decides to go find Rory, who is at his bachelor party.

The Vampires of Venice

In Venice, 1580, Guido presents his teenage daughter Isabella to Rosanna Calvierri and her son, Francesco. Isabella is seeking entrance to Rosanna’s school, and when it is granted, Rosanna takes the young woman promptly.

As Guido leaves the room, Isabella is inspected before Francesco reveals himself as a vampire.

Four centuries in the future, Rory is enjoying his bachelor party until the Doctor pops out of a cake instead of the expected stripper. The Doctor reveals that Amy tried to kiss him, but it’s okay because she is a great kisser.

It sounded better in his head, you know.

Some time later, the Doctor is working on the TARDIS console as he offers relationship advice to the young couple. He also offers to take them to any location so they can get away together. He decides on Venice, a bit perturbed that Rory understands the “bigger on the inside” concept.

He goes on for a spell about the founding and history of Venice, including a note to avoid Casanova, before running into a guard who asks for traveling credentials in an attempt to stop the plague. The travelers use the psychic paper to bypass the checkpoint – Rory is apparently the Doctor’s eunuch – before running into Guido and learning about Isabella’s plight.

In the school’s courtyard, Francesco tries to convince his mother that they have more than enough converts, but she’s not convinced at all. He later trawls the streets looking for another victim. The subsequent screams draw Amy and Rory. After spotting the vampire fangs, Amy gives chase.

The Doctor breaks into the school and encounters a group of female vampires, impressed by their lack of reflections. They ask who he is and he shows them a library card, so they vamp out to chase him away. He runs into Amy and Rory. Amy and the Doctor are excited about the vampires, but Rory is appalled.

Amy and the Doctor strategize with Guido on how to get into the school undercover. The Doctor and Rory argue that Amy shouldn’t be the one to go in, but she spins an elaborate cover story. Rory does not like the idea of the Doctor posing as her fiancé, so Amy and Rory pose as siblings to gain Rosanna’s favor. One flash of the psychic paper later and Amy’s matriculated.

She soon finds Isabella and learns about being strapped to a chair for a procedure that she cannot remember. All she knows is that the sunlight now burns her skin. As Amy looks for a way in for her traveling companions, Guido (in Rory’s stag party shirt) takes the Doctor and an apprehensive Rory to meet her.

They talk about Amy’s relationship with the Doctor while the Time Lord shows off his huge UV light. Rory challenges the Doctor about his attitude that makes people take risks to impress him. They also discover a corpse that it completely drained of all fluids before being ambushed.

Amy gets captured and taken to Rosanna where she is confronted about the psychic paper. Amy is strapped down and bitten by Rosanna. The headmistress explains that they drink the girls dry and replace their blood with that of their own kind. Amy kicks Rosanna, exposing a perception filter and the vampire’s true nature.

Yep, they’re aliens.

Isabella rescues Amy and the travelers escape into the sunlight. The Doctor tries to go back for Isabella but is attacked by an electric shock. As the morning continues on, Isabella is forced into the canal behind the school where she is eaten alive by the males of the species who are hiding beneath the water’s surface.

Rosanna returns to her throne room to find the Doctor waiting for her. He has deduced she is from Saturnyne. She’s using a perception filter to appear human and they share a common identity as alien refugees. Rosanna’s planet was consumed by the cracks in time, and while fleeing the Silence, they ended up on Earth. Rosanna asks for the Doctor’s help in rebuilding her species, but he only wants to know what happened to Isabella. Rosanna disavows Isabella, remarking only that all traitors must be killed. As the Time Lord is escorted out, he shouts that he will stop her. If only because she didn’t know Isabella’s name.

With a malfunctioning perception filter, Rosanna assembles her girls in the courtyard and prepares to wage war. Meanwhile, the Doctor reunites with Guido and his traveling companions and hashes out Rosanna’s plan. He deduces that she plans to sink Venice and give rise to a new Saturnyne.

The “vampires” pick that moment to assault Guido’s home, forcing the heroes to flee. Guido commandeers the UV light and locks himself inside, luring the girls to his gunpowder stash which he uses to destroy the invaders at the expense of his own life.

As Rosanna begins her plan, the Doctor forces Amy to return to the TARDIS. Rory thanks the Doctor and pursues her as the Time Lord returns to the school and tries to stop Rosanna’s machine. He finds it deadlock sealed, but even the news that her daughters are dead doesn’t dissuade the headmistress.

Rory and Amy find a detour in Francesco. Rory fights him while Amy uses her compact mirror to disintegrate the alien in a burst of sunlight. Amy kisses Rory in celebration before they both rush off to help the Doctor.

The Time Lord is miffed about Rory’s change of heart, but he soon leaves them in charge of dismantling the throne as he ascends the bell tower after Rosanna. He ascends to the spire and stops the weather machine before finding Rosanna on the canal’s edge.

The matriarch’s perception filter has failed, locking her in her human form. She prepares to dive to her death, and as the Doctor rushes to stop her, she tells him that he’ll have to live with the death of her species on his conscience. She then jumps into the water and is consumed.

The Doctor, Amy, and Rory return to the TARDIS. Seeing Amy’s excitement and her apprehension about the wedding, Rory offers to break off their engagement. Amy replies that he should travel with them, and the Doctor agrees.

As they are about to leave, silence falls around the Doctor, an omen of the darkness still surrounding them.

This is a tough story to consider. On the one hand, the story is quite average with a small connection to the ongoing thread about the Doctor being the last of his kind. This story would have played well in the Tennant era which leaned heavily on the Doctor pledging to prevent another such genocide. It also plays well here, both as a counterbalance to Matt Smith’s portrayal of a younger, hip, almost laissez-faire Doctor and as a fulfillment of his promise to never be cowardly or cruel, and to never give up or give in.

On the other hand, we have some great (and tough to handle) character development with this twisted triangle. As much as I despise the attempted seduction of the Doctor by Amy, it opens the door to some dramatic friction. Amy’s attracted to the Doctor, but the Doctor isn’t interested in her. Rory loves Amy and she seems to love him, but she’s not quite ready to settle down. The Doctor’s interests reside with unraveling the mysteries surrounding these two while helping them to find each other.

But the biggest source of friction is how poorly Amy treats Rory. She seems irritated that the Doctor brought him in, but seems excited to be with Rory on a wedding-gift vacation. It all comes back to the Doctor, however, because they are there purely because of time travel and Amy immediately gravitates back to the adventure instead of guiding and mentoring her future husband.

Let’s be frank: Rory needs reassurance about their relationship and Amy is either ignorant or reluctant to provide it. She’s not holding up her end of the Pond-Williams team and effectively leaving Rory alone in the storm roiling around them.

I wish that she would treat Rory better because I really love the chemistry between Karen Gillan and Matt Smith, but that amazing connectivity is blunted by Amy’s disregard for Rory, who seems to be a really sharp and grounded character.

I loved a lot of the mythology touches throughout the episode, from the First Doctor library card to the Doctor’s continued fear of heights. A closer look at the library card reveals that it was issued to “Dr. J. Smith”, continuing the John Smith alias into the Hartnell era, and was registered to 76 Totter’s Lane in Shoreditch, London. The story also swerved into meta territory with the jokes about Casanova, which touches on both David Tennant and guest star Helen McCrory.

We also cannot forget that the Doctor has plenty of experience with vampires and blood-drinkers, including State of Decay, The Curse of Fenric, and Smith and Jones.

I bounced back and forth for a while on the score for this one, but finally settled on my modus operandi of rounding up.

Rating: 4/5 – “Would you care for a jelly baby?”

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