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capturecharlesau · 1 month

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This fic will be about me venting on this exact day of when Danny ACCIDENTALLY ALMOST hurt Auriela and Florence BUT when in reality it was Danny’s shadow Daniel! I’m here a year later to break the ice! And finally give my baby justice! >:) I hope you guys enjoy! :D

I’m not a professional at these but imma try my best lol! If ya see any English mistakes just in case remember I speak French and this English typing/spelling be hard xD

Not My Fault

Danny was walking down the halls… that day finally came around…. Funny… last year he remembers all the pain getting beaten up and even punished for something he didn’t mean to do. Almost killing the twins… he didn’t mean it he swear he didn’t he was so sad… and depressed he was crying alone in the kitchen he remembers how Amelia, Ulle, and others hurt Danny that day how the Music Enforcers spun Danny around upside down on a rope it made Danny very dizzy and he puked that day…

Danny could barely walk that day and the only people who took pity on him that day was Crusher, Pollo, Reginald, RHM, Sven, and Burt. Was it pity? Or was it…. Love…? True love like Crusher felt kissing Danny at night…? Feeling him, rubbing him, feeling his hair, his nice and hot kisses, the deep “connection” they feel nice and close with each other~…. Is that true love? It’s partly love but the TRUE love Danny felt with Crusher apart from physical is the EMOTIONAL help he felt… wow did Crusher help Danny feel warm and calm that night. So relaxed so comforting to Danny’s ears… all Danny really needs is his one and only Crusher. After the shitty day he had and feeling nauseous after the boys spun him and the others hurt him…. It made him feel like a monster… a monster with explosive emotions that he can’t control… why can’t he control these feelings? These emotions? He deserve it! Did he? He almost hurt two babies….

He doesn’t deserve Mary his beautiful baby daughter… all his life he wanted a family but now he looks in the mirror and sees himself as a MONSTER!! He doesn’t have friends, he doesn’t have a family, he’s a piece of shit, he let… HIM …. HIM use him like a TOY, he FOLLOWED HIM, yes he was manipulated but he should have DONE SOMETHING!! Why was he FROZEN and let his negativity drive him to do the wrong thing when all he wants…. Is for people to love him and for him to be happy that he exists….

Why did Randy curse him? All he wanted was to help his dear father…but…. He was now stuck with his evil version of himself… telling him LIES, telling him negative things, …. Danny was addicted… he found himself addicted to sadness… and thinking how his friends, his family, his Toppat family, his husband would maul him, cut him, HURT HIM, kill him, humiliate him over and over and over and over and OVER

….and over… and over….. and over…. And over…. Why won’t it stop? Why won’t these thoughts go away?…. What’s wrong with my brain?…. Why am I like this?….. why do I exist? If all I do … and all I think and hear are ways…. The people around me… wanna…. Kill me? I don’t deserve anything at all… I just want my breathing to…. Suddenly….stop….

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“You deserve good things dear…” Danny opened his eyes in shocked as he was on the floor crying in the kitchen “A-Amore? O-Oh b-b-but how—?” Crusher kissed and picked up Danny “Dear, you were hiccuping and crying … And you were talking a bit hehe…”

“…..” Danny showed hidden eyes. Crusher frowned “Dear I know today was … you know… the day Daniel made you do that… I knew you’d be upset… so we wanted to show you something…”

“…we?” Said Danny as Crusher walked out the kitchen to see all his closest friends there all coming in to hug Danny at the same time as Crusher carried Danny still.

Reginald giggled “Nyeh hello dear! Danny’s eyes widen “R-Reggie?? Jeremy? Svensson, Bertram, Picoletto? What’s happening?? *he tears up* Aahhhh I-I-I don’t deserve t-t-this! Whatever it issss! *hic*—.”

Crusher gave many kisses to Danny’s cheek to calm him down. “It’s ok pai!” Said Pollo “We are here to support you in your apology! Even though we know it wasn’t you really who wanted to hurt the twins.”

“Ja! Burt saw it all in the cameras” said Sven as Burt added “You were… REALLY twitchy before you entered the room to harm the babies…”

“You guys would really support me?” Danny shivered “ I don’t d-deserve it-! *hic* I d-d-don’t-!”

“Yes you do Dan…” said Accordion along with Violin holding the twins “ We know it was not your fault now… Burt showed us the footage…. We shouldn’t have been so… extreme—.”

Danny then interrupts crying“ NO! IM HAPPY YOU HURT ME! IM BAD IM HORRIBLE-! *HIC* I’M—!!”

Violin then said “ A human with emotions….”

Those words many Danny cry in his hands as Pollo RUSHED to his father and Crusher hugged his hubby tightly. “Give them the gift Dan” RHM smiled as Danny gaged the twins bagels. “I made them *hic* myself-! Please f-f-forg-give m-me-! *hic*

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The twins jumped onto Danny’s lap as the Italian man was so overwhelmed “I’m sorry! I’m s-so sorry! How can anybody or ANYONE so perfect like you guys can …..

… ever love someone…..like….me…?

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Thank you guys to my fellow Tumblr mutuals! I’m so happy someone so perfect like you can love someone as emotional and defective like ….me 💕 I love you ❤️

Crusher belongs to @jaytoons7

The Music Enforcers and the twins belong to @bluetorchsky

Pollo Miller belongs to @00lari00

#thsc #the henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin collection #captured!charles au #danny felizima #aurelia arcoil #florence arcoil #thsc accordion #thsc violin

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missamyrisa2 · 9 days

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What would you do with a naughty boy who's royal rod deserves very long and taunting feather and makeup brush edgies 🥺

Loooong sessions are always bestttt as snuggliesss ~ where I'll slip my arm around your waist and teasingly pinch and rub your side while I throw one leg over yours and keep you alll secure while I take my feather and we'll just trace that cuteeee royal rod up and down with the teasssyyy itchy tip ~ oooh you'll try to fight it ~ you'll try to fight it but my feather will getcha ~ it's gonna giitchy gitchy gettchaaa mhmmmm~awww you gonna get allll tickle hard for meeee? Are you my tickle hard boyyyyy? Yesss you areee~ and you can't help it huhh~ you're sooo naughtyyy~ getting all worked up just from my feather mmmh~ and uppp she goesss and down ~ oooh such a show off yeah? You showing off your naughty royal rod?

I think you're ever sooo eager to volunteer for some makeup brushyyy tickless tooo~ yeahhh blush brush tickless~!! Such a pretty fluffy brush with the sparkly handle~ sooo girly and cuteeee and she's gonna make you whimper and gigglegasp for meee oh yesss she issss~ don't think I've forgotten about this ticklish side and bellyyyy I see you bouncing ~ you just want alll the tickles huhhh~ good thing we've got allll night ~ allll night to get you all worked up with my blush brush twirling under that tip mmmmhmm~ ooooh you wanna? You wanna gigglecum for meee? Come on noowwww~ beg for your gigglecum you silly guyyyy~ big sillllyy stifff roddd huh? Ooohh ohhh?

Nooope ~ nope nope noppppeee~ naughty boys don't get to cum ~ naughty boys get alllll the tickles on their naughty adorable royal rod~ we'll get you allll treated for your naughtiness mmhmm~and we have allll night yess we dooo~ so let's just seeee how you love this feather tip circling around your lil head ~ mmhmm mhmmm~ uuhh ohhhh uh ohhh~~ tickles tickles ticklessss on that cute tiiiipy tipp~<33

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anatrik · 27 days

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First thoughts TTPD:

What a lana x folklore girlie win this issss!

1.Fortnight is about matty?? HAHAHAHA also why did this make me think of when holt was going running with the ladies when he was in witness protection??? Crying. Fav line has to be they were supposed to take me away but they forgot to come and get me. So sad but also so cool in relation to her cancellation/return. 10/10

2. TTPD- not so hahahaha anymore IS THIS ACTUALLY A FUCKING MATTY HEALY ALBUM??? There was a typewriter at the 1975 show she performed anti-hero at? Unless its somehow about harry? Who else is tattooed on her roster??? Or is this about herself? Kinda feel like modern idiots/who’s going to decode is directed at us lol😂 9/10?

3.My boy only breaks his favourite toys- went in expecting mad woman rage. Pleasantly surprised. king of my heart to queen of sandcastles he destroys….DESTROYED ME. Are you fucking kidding me rn? Im caling it. Best song. Im crying at 7.30 am this is not funny anymore. Also THANK YOU FOR NOT SLANDERING DAD. I knew you wouldnt let us down like that. Also the chorus sounds like long story short😭 oh this is so sad. Once i fix me hes going to miss me? He was my best friend?😭 he runs because he loves me? Stopp😭😭 1000000/10

4.Down bad- ….aaaand we’re back to MATTY AGAIN? He does not deserve this spotlight but why are all the song so goood😭😭😭 is this why artists love to date problematic men? It unlocks some extraordinary potential? Crazy crazy girl😭 also stay down (bad) 🤌🏾 shes done it again 10/10 also for personal reasons i will be believing this is about joe in that Tom/Joe/met gala overlap period when she was photographed going to the gym a lot and that this is about all that yearning please let it be about that plesplesplesplesplesples also down bad waking up in blood staring at the sky…like i lost a twin is giving bigger than the whole sky🥺

5. So long, london- so so long long, lon-don DONE? ok miss girl😭 the hoax parallels😭 dont be undoing the song i was going to play at my weddddding what is wrong with you😭 my only one my smoking gun to two graves one gun youll find someone??? Also reminds me of la la land :/ how much sad did you think I had in me? You wrote hoax so a lot ok leave us alone. crying again. 10000000000000000/10 oh lol its a track 5 ofc it is😂

6. But daddy I love him- she really said if you ever liked, shared or even LOOKED at the ‘vivaa las vegas’ memes you cant come to the wedding and shes so real for it. Lfgggg. Ubothered unhinged uhmazing. Growing up precocious sometimes means you still hold on to that princess/quarterback wattpad fantasy AS IS YOUR RIGHT QUEEN GO THE FUCK OFF🥳 100000/10 calling out toxic fandom for the first time and we love to see it🫡 this is suchhhh a happy songggg you deserve ALL the chaos and revelry.

7. Fresh out the slammer- god she gets it. Like sure he was great and he is still my biological father and everything but as a decidedly melancholy person myself who has constantly had atleast one close friend in a deep depression I can see how all that heavy lifting can just get heavy at some point especially when youre a partner and their sole lighthouse in wtv storms be out there buffeting their mental health. Its not for everyone and thats so fair and so valid but so sad as well. 10/10 for the honesty.

8. Florida- she really said girlrot summer🫡 this is the lanaest song ever. So lucky one/nothing new coded. This will be the First song I repeat and then so long london. Aaaghhh how i love a self aware melancholic anxious little superstar. 90283749292/10 thank you for giving florence an entire verse whew. Little did you know your home’s really only a town you’re just a guest in is soooo going on my body forever

9. Guilty as sin?- honestly just fuck if it means we dont have to hear about how desirable ratty healy is man ffs. IThe only reason he looks so hot is bc hes forbidden. You have to trust me on this. He’s sooo mid JESUS. U cant be writing hozier lyrics about a man that hasn’t met a shower😭 1000000/10 writing. -16392992/10 content. Unrequited love/lust truly is the greatest weapon in a poets arsenal bc where is this energy in the joe songs binch?😭 this is such a teen in love with a 26 yo creep who called me so mature for my age mom you just dont get ittt anthem😂😂

10. Who’s afraid of little old me?- is a warning 😂 im so here for it. Like yes I still hate matty with all my heart and soul but yes I agree fans should not be allowed so much of an opinion on another persons life and yes I should be afraid (I am). She said aight love letter era over I AM WRITING YOU ALL HATE MAIL AND I’M HAND DELIVERING IT. Shes sooo done pretending to be the relatable girl next door when she’s anything but and is now reminding us of it and yes yes yessss girl OWN ITTTTTTTT. I’ve been saying for agesssss that there is a darkness under all that sunshine from where she clawed her way to the top and this is sooo vindicating. 10000000000000/10 favourite song ever. Mad woman wishes she was who’s afraid of little old me. I am unwell. I am in love. This is the Taylor Swift i stan. The marketing genius the calculating business woman the puppet master with narcotics in her songs thats why we sing along🫡 she so can handle a dangerous man

11. I can fix him (no really I can)- you cant.

12. loml- ofc. OFC. Its the saddest song of all time. OFC. Fuck offf ughhhh. 😭😭😭😭😭 its giving happiness. Its giving divorce. i am a child of a broken home now and my parents still love each other and hold so much regret still. What do i do with thissss? Im just a little girl taylorrr! 1002380292011010101/10 soo so gooood.

13. I can do it with a broken heart- first of all track 13. Love it. Second of all the upbeat barbieness of it all. Third of all I FINALLY PLACED IT. Shes in her unrelatable era. She is not your girl next door. You will never understand her life. She is as much a phenomenon as a person and we literally only see as much as she allows us to and honestly if i have to get put in my place theres noooo better way to have it done. Im having such a great time actually. 10 BILLION TRILLION OUT OF 10 you tellll em girl you FUCKING TELL EM.

14. Smallest man who ever lived- not going to speculate on who it is bc they clearly had a serious problem and its not a joke but damn :/ thats so sad :/ hope they get help? Didnt expect this to be what the song was about at all?

15. The alchemy- she said TRAVIS IS MY BOY WITH HER WHOLE CHEST😌 10/10

16. Clara bow- did she just name drop herself ? I was so right about unrelatable era. Also the Subtle nod to olivia/sabrina noted and appreciated. Lucky one/castles crumbling (mature version) fr fr. Solid legacy song.

17. The black dog- shared your secrets with and location is the same whiplash as a red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground with no one around to tweet it🤌🏾 joe songs hit so so different 😭😭😭 1000000000/10

18. imgonnagetyouback- the valiant roar was not so valiant and more of a mew i guess. 7/10

19. The albatross- oh this is the ONE. The album defining song for sureeee. Mad woman on coke. A rose by any other name is a scandal???? Thats my religion right there. Little last great American dynasty twist there at the end! Fuck yea. She does reallly try to warn the men in her life have to give her that. One gazillion/10

20. Clearly god has favourites and they are the ppl called chloe or sam or sophia or marcus😭 ALSO this song is about joe for sure. The internet starlet hasss to be delaney rowe!!!! It HAS TO BE. 10/10

21. How did it end?- shes back for the fans😂 plot twist the breakup is with yall🤌🏾 but yesss say it louder! One gasp and then how did it end. So good. 100/10

22. So high school- lmao aristotle grand theft auto ONLYY taylor swift man😭😂 you know what you want and boy you got her🫡🫡 11/10

23. I hate it here- mother’s having a mental breakdown kids yk the drill🤌🏾 10/10

24. ThanK you aIMiee- what better way to say fuck you to a hater than to thank her for jumpstarting your legacy my god!!! She is insane for this. The capitalisation is a bit petty tho ngl. 8/10

25. I look in peoples windows- once again I thank you for the kindness and respect shown to joe. Never doubted you but thank you nevertheless. 10/10 short as nice to have a friend but it didnt need to be longer.

26. The prophecy- its so sad and humbling to see even a woman at where she is having to beg for love bc that literally is the nature of love. Something humiliating, to have to beg for 🤷‍♀️ cards playing out like fools in a fable cursed like eve got bitten. No one writes like her damn. 10/10

27. Cassandra- very madeline miller on this one. Love love loveee modern takes on tragic greek women. 100/10

28. Peter- ah fuck. This one is going to hurt (it did). 1000000/10 my ribs get the feeling she did😭 all her joe related aches are so bone deeeep ugh. Promises oceans deep but never to keep😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 oh god it hurtsss it hurts it hurtss

29. The bolter- curious child ever reviled except by her father wow.

30. Robin- OMG! I needed this song growing up sooo bad. That way to go tiger felt so so warm like running into a kitchen after a day of being in the mud and u tell ur mum the silly things u did and shes genuinely interested and impressed by your smol victories. A bajillion/10

31. The manuscript- postmortem of every ex ever🤌🏾 love it.

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drurrito · 2 years

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'till i d-i-e

a/n: and here it issss, the final part of this universe -- I will keep my thoughts in the tags.

summary: You're not sure if you can hold on much longer.

warnings: torture, cursing, angst lol

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You wake up, soaked, shaking and gasping for air.

“Wakey, wakey, Avenger,” the man grins, you’re usually awake and taking jabs at him as soon as he walks through the door. Exhaustion has kept you asleep for longer than you’d like to be. You’re wearing thin, you don’t know how much more you can take.

“What? No breakfast in bed?” your fatigued lips pull into something that looks like a smirk.

“Ah, you’re hungry! Here, let me start you off with some water-” he kicks your chair over and it begins. You’re just thankful he’s starting with something easy.

Honestly, none of this feels real at this point.

You can’t help but wonder if you’re already dead.

It’s fine, you never thought you’d make it to heaven, anyway.

You just feel guilty for not doing things differently--regret weighs heavy on your bones while you think of all the choices that led you here, alone and-

Afraid.

It’s not that you’re afraid to die, you’ve made your peace with that notion long ago. But there’s something unnerving, even for you, about dying alone.

Maybe the team thinks you are dead by now.

Maybe they’ll never come looking for you.

You never got to apologize to Wanda. You think she’s better off with Vision but it feels wrong knowing you just shoved her into his arms because she got too close.

You never got to tell Natasha how you feel. Hell, you never got to tell any of the team how you feel and that’s your fault. Vulnerability never seemed like a safe option for you, avoiding it for as long as you can remember.

But they were so good, so patient. They gave you the space you needed in hopes you would come around and warm up to them.

You never did, and that’s your fault.

Natasha was most persistent next to Steve and Sam. You hate how she always wanted to keep you included. You hate how she was always there to patch you up or put you to bed for the past few months. You hate that she kept showing up for you, because you don’t deserve it.

But you hate yourself more for trying to push her away. You stupidly kept your cards close to your chest and now you’re going to die without ever being truly known.

“Where did you go? Do you not like spending time with me anymore?” the man teases with a wicked grin.

“You know I only have eyes for you,” you remark with a rasp.

“You sound thirsty,” he bites, throwing the towel over you again. The man raises the water can in his arm but stops when he hears panicked knocking at his door.

“Excuse me,” he grumbles, heading towards the door. The man on the other side of the door sounds exasperated, then the alarms start to go off. The door is shut and you can hear the man approaching you with hurried steps.

“It seems our time has been cut short, Avenger,” he sighs, “I will admit, I am a little disappointed I wasn’t able to get you to talk, but we had a lot of fun, didn’t we?” He pulls you out of the chair and hangs you back on the ceiling. You can hear the chaos going on outside the room while the man calmly walks over to his cabinet and pulls out the dagger again. He quickly heats it with the torch and marches over to you with a wild look in his eye that would jump your bones in the worst way if you weren’t so damn tired.

“A keepsake, for you to remember me by, in case your ankles were not enough,” his grin sends a chill down your spine this time. He’s much too lively slashing and burning your chest while you wince and groan in agony, body too exhausted to react much.

You watch him exit down the hall, leaving the door open. You hang there, chest heaving and pain pulsing all over until you see it--a flash of red hair.

Relief doesn’t even begin to explain what you’re feeling now, it’s enough to drain the pain your body is drowning in. Natasha’s eyes meet yours and you’ve never seen a more beautiful shade of green up until this moment.

Steve rushes in to lift you off the hook and runs off, saying something about helping the others sweep the floor for more captives. Gentle, calloused hands cup your face as soon as you’re on the floor.

“Y/n, look at me,” Natasha begs, “stay with me okay? Stay with me.”

You crane your head enough to do what she asks and she realizes you’re in pretty bad shape.

You wheeze out a laugh, “I told you not to wait up for me,” is all you can say before you start choking on a cocktail of your blood and spit. Natasha asks if you can stand and you give everything to show her you can even with your legs shaking violently in protest. She hooks an arm around your waist and you make two steps towards the door before you collapse.

“M’okay, Tash,” you mutter against the concrete floor before trying to stand again. Natasha lays a firm hand on your shoulder to keep you down, you don’t see the worried look on her face as you continue to struggle.

“I got this.”

“Stay down, please,” she pleads and that makes you give up. She crouches down next to you while she waits for help, taking inventory of every wound she can find.

“My legs,” you mumble, her eyes flit to your legs before her hands do. She watches you for a reaction as she carefully taps and touches her way down your legs before she finally sees what you mean.

“Oh, y/n,” the pain in her voice makes you wince.

Sam is already running in, scooping you up in his arms to take you back to the jet and for the first time in a long time, you cry.

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You don’t remember much after being rescued. You were so exhausted you slept for most of your stay in medical. But you were never alone, always hearing at least one of your teammates settling in to stay with you in shifts. Things were quiet for the first two nights until your brain had regained enough energy to conjure up nightmares that made you wake up the entire wing of the hospital.

The rest of your stay goes by in a blur until you’re discharged. Steve is there to take you back to the compound.

“Everyone is excited to have you back,” he says, flashing you a smile before keeping his eyes on the road.

“Can’t get rid of me that easy,” you joke, he snorts a little -- not at all surprised by your commitment to keep things light, despite how you got here.

It’s not long until you’re pulling into the compound now, Steve rounds the car to open the door and help you hobble towards the compound doors, home.

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Natasha is bursting into your room, charging towards you. She’s an oncoming train and you’re a car that’s stalled out on the tracks. You sort of wish you were still in the hospital.

“FRIDAY, remind me to start locking my door,” you close the book you were reading and set it down on your nightstand, “what’s up?”

“What’s up?” Natasha’s chest puffs up so quickly you’re sure she’s going to explode any second. “You’re a fucking idiot,” it comes out like a low growl from the woman.

“Are you just here to hurl names at me?”

“Where the <;i>fuck</i> do you get off shutting everyone out and then running off to almost get yourself killed?”

“I don’t-”

“I’m not done,” she bites, “You’re on a team,” she starts to pace around your room. Your breathing is shallow and quiet, you want to disappear into the mattress beneath you.

“We might not be your favorite people on the planet but--fuck, y/n!”

“I know you’ve read my file, Tash,” you spit back, “you know I wasn’t dragged in here kicking and screaming!” you get up too, only a few steps from being nose to nose with her now.

Natasha recoils, taking a few steps back. She remembers the grisly details of your life before the Avengers. A death-dealing mercenary since you were thirteen, kept in a cage unless you were sent away on contracts. On paper, you had every right to be this miserable, wrathful person. But she was met with bright eyes, an infectious laugh and a chin held sky-scraper high when she first met you. It was jarring, to meet someone who managed to bloom under the most heinous of circumstances. She likes to think of you as a flower that never dared to stop growing.

“We’re supposed to be heroes, right?” you break her from her thoughts, guns still blazing, “that’s what I was doing, I was being a hero. I was saving Bucky, and Steve, fuck I was saving the whole team if you really look at the bigger picture, Tash!”

“You are such a prick!” she huffs, her hands clench into fists as she walks toward the other end of the room. She tries to gather herself before speaking again, feeling as fragile as can be.

“You were supposed to come back,” her voice is pained, but it will not break, “I should have…I should have gone with you-”

“Don’t,” you warn, “Bucky was right there! I wasn’t going to let Steve lose him again,” you bite your tongue and try to steady yourself. You didn’t plan on dealing with this…with her…so soon.

“I would have done the same for you, for anyone on this team,” you say it with bone-chilling certainty.

“That’s what I’m afraid of,” she says, shoulders deflating, “when Steve told me what happened,” she can feel her voice decay and brittle with each word, “it seemed like…like you wanted to just-” Natasha chokes out a sob.

“Give up?” Natasha doesn’t answer, instead turning her head away to gasp for air and wipe away her tears. You can’t help but scoff. Unbelievable. Did the entire team write you off as a coward or just her?

“You think I keep putting it all on the line in hopes that one day I’ll get taken out, like that?” You snap your fingers to punctate your words and Natasha flinches.

“I don’t know how to not go full tilt on missions. I’m good at what I do for a reason. If I don’t get the job done by any means necessary then it means I’ve failed!” You bark out, feeling your chest crack and split open.“I’ve failed the mission, I’ve failed the team, and I’ve failed everyone depending on me. Why would the Avengers want to keep around some fuck-up. I wouldn’t!”

You sit back down and cross your arms, your leg bounces wildly to relieve some of the rude buzzing in your muscles. Natasha’s eyes are filled to the brim with tears that she’s holding hostage. The tension is packed thick, if anyone lit a match in the room right now the entire compound would be blown sky high.

“Durachok,” Natasha shakes her head with a gloomy laugh.

“What?” You whip your head towards her with a tense jaw. She sees your nostrils flare and laughs again.

“You don’t have to fight for a place on this team,” her voice is small and sweet now, it boggles your brain, “your life isn’t some kind of currency you need to throw around all the time to buy acceptance. You belong here, y/n.”

You let go of a trembling breath and bury your head in your hands while you try to get a hold of yourself. Every part of you is screaming that Natasha is lying, that she doesn’t mean any of it. You just want to scream and crumple to your knees but instead you straighten up and root yourself with a breath.

“I never knew what it felt like to belong,” your voice is frighteningly soft, “until now.” You’re looking dead ahead at Natasha and she can feel herself wavering. She’s waiting for a smirk, a joke, any of your usual quirks that would tell her you’re not serious. But you are.

“It scares me,” you heave a shuddering breath and Natasha has to wrestle every fiber of her being. She just wants to reach out and be there for you beyond just standing there like some dope.

“I don’t want to lose this feeling,” you close your eyes and squeeze your hands into fists, opening and closing them like that while focusing on your breath until you feel grounded again.

“I don’t want to lose any of you.”

“You won’t,” she takes a step closer to you, “I promise you won’t.”

“It’s funny,” your laugh is empty, humorless, “When I was down there, in the thick of it, I thought about how,” you sniffled, “if I died, the funeral would probably be shorter than the drive to the burial site.” your lips pull into a pained smile. ”I never gave any of you much to say about me, and that’s my fault.”

“Were you scared?” The words spill out of Natasha’s mouth before she registers it’s her own voice speaking.

“Fucking terrified.” you choke. Natasha doesn’t waste another second, she takes a seat next to you and pulls you in for a bone-crushing embrace. You just collapse into her, sobbing. You’ve lost count how many times you cried since you’ve been back, you don’t have the energy to care about that sort of thing anymore.

“Thank you for opening up to me. I know it’s hard,” she whispers against your temple.

“I’ll try not to make a habit out of it,” you joke, laughing to the sound of Natasha heaving the world’s longest, loudest sigh.

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You’re emotionally spent when Wanda shows up at your door later that night.

“Hey,” she wraps her robe tighter around herself and fidgets with the material. Her eyes immediately fall to the fresh scars on your chest while you rub the sleep from your eyes. Her lips tick into a small frown and her arms twitch at her sides to reach out and graze the marks with her fingers. She never asked about the length of your injuries when you were still in the hospital. She was more focused on staying by your side. You were dazed and hardly talking, it was a version of you that she’ll never miss.

“Hey,” you realize she’s alone, no Vision in sight, “everything okay?”

“Yeah,” she tersely nods, “yeah, everything’s fine. How are you settling in?”

“So far so good,” you breathe, feeling weirdly nervous, “wanna come in?”

Wanda keeps fidgeting with her robe for a beat, she’s certainly no stranger to your room and doesn’t pretend to be as she brushes past you. You close the door with a soft click and stay there until you feel your nerves die down.

“I’m sorry,” you start, “I was a dick.”

Wanda blinks a few times, she wasn’t expecting you to apologize for anything right now.

“I was so scared of you,” you murmur. Wanda thinks this is some kind of joke, you always make it a point to say you never get scared. Now you’re admitting otherwise?

“Are you okay?” She asks, not expecting a real answer.

“I am, honest,” you leave the door and step closer to her. “I’m just…I’m sorry,” you apologize again and Wanda feels like her head is going to spin. “You were genuinely trying to connect with me and I just…did everything I could to avoid being vulnerable, even if it meant pushing you away.”

“It's okay,” she tries to soothe but you’re animatedly shaking your head, “it’s not,” you insist. “You made me feel seen,” you say quietly, “and I ran away from it.” You feel a lump in your throat but you keep it there. You need to feel this. You’re not pushing things down anymore.

Wanda can see the tears pooling in your eyes and it takes all of the air out of her lungs to see you like this. She’s only ever seen glimpses before. You were usually quick to shut down or deflect with humor. But now, you’re standing in front of her on the verge of tears, real tears.

Her chest aches, she takes a few careful steps towards you until she’s close enough to pull you into her arms. You let her, you missed this, you missed her.

“It’s okay,” she mumbles against your neck, “I forgive you.” She knows you need to hear it by the way your body sinks further into hers.

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You stay up talking to Wanda for a while. She tries to catch you up but you didn’t miss much. Time at the compound screeched to a halt when you were gone. There weren’t any movie nights or team bonding activities. It was an all hands on deck operation to bring you back.

“They were gonna call Carol?” You ask, astonished that Fury would even green light such a thing.

“Natasha was hell bent on getting you back,” Wanda says with a small smile. She starts to play with the lapel of her robe, “she loves you, you know?”

You face contorts into a cocktail of confusion and disbelief. You want to try and say something about it but Wanda continues, “I think I knew deep down, when we were together, that you loved her back.”

“I don’t-” you sputter.

“It’s okay,” Wanda says for the umpteenth time that night, “I’m just wondering if you’ve said anything to her yet.”

Your shoulders slump and you sigh, “no, of course not.”

“You should get on that,” Wanda musters up half a smirk despite the soreness she feels in her chest. Vision makes her happy, he genuinely does. She knows she loves him the same way she loved you. She just can’t help but mourn what you two could have had if things were different. She has her answer though, there wasn’t much of a chance for her to begin with.

Wanda gets up from your bed with a yawn and you follow her to your door.

“This was nice,” she nods, her smile faltering.

“It was, I’m sorry it took me almost dying for us to talk like this,” you laugh and she lightly smacks your stomach.

“Don’t be a stranger,” she warns with a familiar tenderness that makes you feel warm all over again.

“I won’t, I promise,” you say it like you mean it. Wanda stands there for a moment before leaning up to press a kiss on your cheek.

“I really missed you,” she murmurs before walking down the hall. You stand there for a little longer when it sinks in that she wasn’t just talking about you being taken. She missed you, the real you.

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Natasha wakes up to a knock at her door. She opens it to find your face understandably puffy and worn from today’s events. Your arms squirm against your sides and for a moment Natasha thinks you just woke up from a nightmare.

“I talked to Wanda,” you mumble. You’re not looking Natasha in the eye and she can feel a familiar pang in her chest while she tries to push that mental picture out of her mind.

“Yeah?” She tries not to sound so dejected.

You clear your throat and shift uncomfortably, “She helped me realize that I needed to take one more risk.” You take a cautious step towards Natasha and reach out to cup her cheeks before pulling her flush against you. She positively hums into the kiss and settles into your touch. Your lips take all the time in the world to drink her in. You feel a little dumb for taking so long to do this. That feeling is long gone by the time Natasha closes the door and slumps against your lips once more.

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You recount the mission gone wrong at the next team bonding (and drinking) night. You admit to being scared, Natasha smacks Tony when he mutters something about being right.

You take the time to thank everyone for being so patient and kind, despite how hard you tried to push them away. Sam hums a little louder than he expected to and that earns him a look from Steve.

“I really feel like I belong here,” you say with unshakable confidence. You believe it, you honestly do.

“You do belong here, y/n,” Steve assures you, the rest of the team nods. You can’t help but smile, overwhelmed by the support and love from this team, your team.

“You always did,” Natasha reaches for your hand and squeezes it. You feel that warmth again as she pulls you towards the middle of the couch. Everyone else settles around you, Tony picks a movie from the queue before flopping down onto the couch next to Bruce.

You watch the movie with a team you’ve grown to love so much, finally feeling seen, finally feeling like you belong.

#this took a little bit of emotional labor ngl #but here we are and im so proud of finishing this series #shoutout to all of yall that came along and stuck around for this little series #i got more ideas obvi #i wont be adding any more to this universe (im like pretty sure)#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda x reader

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Snow Day

HELLO

Im back with more, also im working on getting an AO3 account so ill be posting a lot here

This is another fluffy one, then its back to goofy crime scenarios

Premise: It's a snow day, you go sleding, and you win a very intense snowball fight. (feat. hank and sumo)

Conner and Nines x reader

Warnings: fluff, like so much fluff, snowball fights and maybe one or two swear words. You never know with hank

2k words baby

edit: i wanted to get this out sooner but my POWER WENT OUT. Also I honestly don't know how to feel about this but I worked hard so here it issss hope it's not to cringeee

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You woke up to your alarm blaring through a sleepy room. You noticed it, started to stir, and then instantly fell asleep again. Totally on accident! And usually someone would wake you up before you fell asleep. Strange.

Later, you opened your eyes again slowly, feeling yourself sprawled out on your bed. You felt the hard pillow you were on moving, like it was talking or something. Blinking and looking up, you see a pair of honey brown eyes and a smile that could rival the sun looking back.

Oh. Your pillow was Conner.

You smiled back, and then in point 2 seconds realized how horrible you probably looked. You instantly started wiping your face, realizing you had totally drooled on him a little.

You heard a gentle voice, filled with delight, calling your name. You looked back at Conner and he asked you why you were rubbing your face so hard.

"I probably look horrible Conner that's why" you laughed a little while you said it, averting your gaze to anywhere but him. But a loving hand came to redirect your face to look at him again.

"I think you look adorable when you sleep, especially when you use me as a pillow. Problem solved." He did his little lopsided smile, LED a calm blue, and you instantly melted. What did you do to deserve him and Nines.

Wait where was Nines?

You guessed you accidently asked that out loud because you got a response. You were still super sleepy.

"He's making breakfast. We may have had a slight kerfuffle on who gets to snuggle with you for the morning. But he's better at cooking anyway." You guys shared another smile and you scooted up on his body to press a kiss to his cheek. His LED flashed amber and he grinned blissfully at you. You really got to admire his sleepy form now, his brown hair was messed up and he was only wearing a white shirt and black sweatpants. You approve this fit. You guys were so busy staring at each other like love sick teenagers you didn't here someone walk in the room and grab your feet. You yelped as you were dragged off of Conner while he fake reached for you. You fell off the bed on a pile of blankets and looked up to see a similar handsome face smirking at you.

"When your done gawking at each other, I made you special pancakes."

You instantly shot up and fell a little at your speed. A hand reached out to stabilize you by grabbing your wait and you blushed, quietly asking if it was okay to hug him and he nodded softening up a little. You hugged him and kissed his chest, quickly grabbing a blanket off the floor and wrapping it around yourself, before hurrying excitedly out of your guys' shared room. You made it halfway down the hallway before remembering a VERY important aspect of your life.

"WORK" was all you managed to yell out before running to the kitchen to look at the clock hung on the wall. It read 10:34 and you almost fainted. You were supposed to be in the station at 7:00 sharp.

You were still staring at the clock when your boys walked in, looking at you in amusement.

"We decided to surprise you and we all have the day off." Nines simply stated, arms crossing over his chest to gaze at you.

"Its a perfect day for it too, look outside" was what Conner said before walking to wrap his arms around your blanketed body. You turned to look over your kitchen island, to your ceiling to floor windows in your apartment.

It was snowing. Hard.

You laughed with amazement, it looked beautiful. Like how winters looked in your childhood memories. You felt Conner's arms release you, and you gravitated towards the window when you heard a throat clearing. You whipped around to Nines who was looking at you with amusement and handing you a plate of the most delicious looking pancakes known to man. You quickly took it and gawked at the pancakes, they looked and smelled amazing. Thanking him like 30 times while he chuckled, you sat down at the kitchen island facing the windows so you could watch the snow come down. You had your blanket draped over you while you ate, and that made everything extra cozy. You moaned on the first bite, Nines was genuinely a really good cook. Besides being programmed to know a few basic meals, he also explored this hobby after full deviancy. He really enjoyed it as an activity for himself.

While you were eating, Conner came to sit next to you and slid a mug of Hot Coco over to you. It even had SPRINKLES on it. Were you dreaming still?

He gave you another signature sun boy smile when you looked at him with the biggest, heartfelt gaze you could muster. He and Nines just talked to each other while you ate. You always felt a little awkward eating around them because they couldn't. But they said they just enjoyed watching you, Nines specifically appreciated being able to have you taste test what he made.

You overheard them discussing what to do that day, and you quickly swallowed another bite and piped up

"It's snowing, we could go sledding in the park! Or make snowman, or snowball fight" you started rattling off ideas and the androids turn to watch how excited you looked when talking about the activities. That basically settled what you all were doing that day.

You spent an hour getting ready with the boys, both of them making sure you were wrapped up tight. They also had turned their internal body temperature up, so when you held hands theirs would be warm. It would also help so their internal systems would not freeze, but it would have to be super cold for that to happen. They still dressed in jackets a beanies, to match you.

After Nines had teased you for walking like a penguin with how many jackets and snow pants Conner had fastened you up with, you guys were ready to go. As you were waddling through the door, you realized embarrassingly late that you didn't have a sled. You expressed this concern to the boys and Conner quickly answered

"We can always go to the store to get one, and when I had done an internet search on snowman making I learned that a carrot is needed to complete the look. We can get more decorations for them also."

You gave him a big dopey grin, loving the thought that Conner had literally done research on how to make snowmen. Soon you were out the door and into Conner's car.

He had an awesome sleek black one, that you named the Bat Mobile. It was full of cool gadgets and was super safe (he picked it out because of its specifically because of that). You were just happy that you got to play your music.

You got in the passenger seat, having yelled out "shot gun" upon seeing the car parked in the apartments lower level garage. Nines grumbled but followed the rules and sat in the back like a good sport. You sent him an apologetic glance after sitting in your seat, but he returned it with a glare so you stuck your tongue out at him in retaliation. He then proceeded to roll his eyes half heartedly and chuckle.

You turned back around and put on your favorite song. Conner set the car to auto drive to the nearest winter store. He gently leaned back in his seat and moved his head slightly to watch you hum along to the song and move your shoulders in tune with the music. You didn't see it, to focused on the window and snowy world outside, but Nines saw. He smirked and started a secret conversation with him, LED blinking

"You're grinning like and idiot right now." Conner turned around to frown at him.

"You would be to, she looks so adorable dancing to her music. I do have to say, her music taste is more delightful than Hanks". Nines rolled his eyes and looked over to see you putting your hands in the air for a mock imitation of singing. He chuckled and stared at you a bit before basically hearing Conner smiling smugly at him.

"See?" He raised his eyebrows in a questioning glance.

"I understand now" Nines admitted, leaning back in his seat. He realized he had moved forward a bit to look at you. A slight smile on his face, he crossed his arms. Conner looked back to the road ahead of him and realized they were close.

You guys pulled in just as your song finished. You had really gotten into the song for a second, you probably looked silly. You noticed the seat next to you was empty and then remembered, Conner always rushed out the door so he could hold yours open.

Like a GENTLEMAN.

You giggled when he opened the door and you got out with a little bow and thanked him. He blushed blue as his LED stuttered amber and you kissed his cheek, making everything worse for his poor systems. He rushed to say something, but you were already on your way to the store with Nines at your side. He locked up the car, smile on his face and hurried after you guys.

After securing the sled and some snowman decorations, you all got back in the car. You volunteered to be in the back since Nines had been so nice to let you in the front last time. He said that it wasn't necessary, but you were insistent. So he relented.

The store wasn't far from the park, and you all got out of the car once again. As you got out, you basically took 3 steps before falling backwards into the snow. You started making a snow angel when Conner and Nines, holding your supplies, looked down on you from above with amusement on their features.

You chuckled and Conner held out a hand to help got you up, and you graciously took it. You looked out at the park, filled with suprisingly few people and whispered under your breath

"Let the games beign"

(a little later)

"Conner I cant do it! He's too fast!"

"Yes you can! Just hide behind that tree on your way to the flag and he should miss you."

A faint voice across the field yelled out

"I can hear you guys. I was made with advanced hearing."

Conner and you shared an eye roll, and then he kissed your temple good luck.

Currently, you were in a fierce capture the flag meets snowball fight battle against Nines. You and Conner teamed up because Nines was basically a 5 man team. He told you he would try his best to go easy on you, but you had told him not to. You remembered that time fondly. You had been so confident.

"Y/N he's coming out of his fort! Go Go!"

You let out a battle cry and ran across the wooded part of the park and heard Nines foot steps thundering behind you. You felt something whizz past your face, not hitting you but sending a threatening point. You wheezed a laugh out and ducked behind a tree. You could hear Nines slow and walk towards the tree you were hiding behind. He was just teasing you now. This was the feared deviant hunter, one of the most advanced androids, a more advanced model than Conner himself. But....

He had fallen into your trap. Because waiting around another tree was none other than Hank himself.

He came over to the park on his lunch break and brought Sumo, and he was happy that it had snowed so much so he wanted to enjoy it. It had been a tough day of teaching a new recruit, so when Conner said you guys were at the park having a snowball fight he was so there. Hank didn't want to miss the opportunity to pummel Nines in the face with a snowball.

Just when Nines started creeping around and grabbed your arm, you screamed

"HANK NOW" Nines jumped around, trying to evade this new attack, but it was to late. He got smacked in the face by 3 snowballs. 1 from Hank, who was currently laughing his head off, and 2 from Conner who had also snuck up behind Nines while you were hiding.

Nines groaned in frustration and you bounced out of his grip to run over and capture the flag from his fort. You bolted over to Hank and Conner, shooting your arms up into the air in triumph, holding the prized flag. Conner stood and watched you while grinning and Hank shot middle fingers to the sky, completing his task of hitting Nines in the face. A totally Hank thing.

Nines came and patted you on the back, and you gave him a quick peck on the cheek for being a good sport. He blushed a teeny, tiny amount and looked away with his LED blinking amber and brows furrowed.

Hank had to go back to work, but he left Sumo with you guys. Your boys decided they wanted to go sledding, so you found a great hill in the park.

"Okay so tuck your legs in, and keep them in the vehicle at all times." you were currently instructing Nines how to sit in the sled, you were in the front and he was behind you. Conner stood with Sumo, waiting his turn. Nines wrapped his arms and legs around you, with a surprising amount of protectiveness and strength, and you shivered when he breathed down your neck. He chuckled and saw the opportunity to catch you by surprise. He unwrapped his arms from around you and used them to suddenly push the sled down the hill.

You screamed in shock and clawed at the arms that had re-wrapped around you. He "offed" out in surprise as you guys hit some rocks hidden in the snow. You shrieked out in excitement as you spun the rest of the way down the hill and sled to a stop. You heard laughing and barking from far away while Nines wrapped his arms around you again and kissed you hair. You sunk into his strong front and sighed.

Next was Conner's turn. And he was ready.

You got in the same position you were in with Nines and snuggled in. Conner waited until you were ready to push you guys off, a curtesy a CERTAIN SOMEONE had not shown. As you were speeding down the hill, some barking could be heard behind you. You shifted to turn in Conner's grip, which caused him to turn also, and saw Sumo was chasing the sled. You and Conner laughed in delight, watching the dog bark furiously and get closer to the sled. You both were so busy looking at Sumo that you didn't see where you were going. You realized way to late, that you guys were heading

RIGHT for a tree.

"TREEE" you yelled and Conner quickly jumped into action to untuck his legs and hit the breaks. You skid to a stop just as the nose of your sled kissed the oak. You heard cackling from up the hill and felt something wet on your cheek. Sumo was licking your face. Conner chuckled and pet the dog, asking if you were okay. You leaned into him and delivered a thumbs up into his face. Which made him laugh harder.

The last thing to do was make snowmen. But what Nines and Conner didn't know, was you were making snow androids.

You were making them.

You guys went you separate ways so you all could surprise each other with your creations. You found a secluded spot in the woods and quickly got to work.

After a couple minutes, you were getting tired from rolling the snow. But you needed to push on. The Snowdroids needed to be perfect.

Finally, after 20 minutes, they were complete. Conner's was slightly shorter, having buttons and a carrot nose with a blue jellybeans LED. ( You wanted a snack earlier and decided to use every material on hand for making snowmen)

Nines was taller, he had 2 sets of buttons and a regular carrot nose. But you had added furrowed branch brows on him. Then you added the blue jellybeans final touch.

You were extremely proud of yourself. Your snowdroids looked awesome. You were patting yourself on the back for your work when 2 sets footprints crunching the snow graced your ears.

You turned and saw Nines and Conner approaching with sumo, and staring at your snowdroids.

"Y/n.." Conner started, walking to his and admiring it.

"I do not look this angry all the time" Was Nines response, but he was smirking looking at his. You and Conner turned at the same time to say a quick "yes you do" and he huffed.

"Dear this is a perfect, accurate representation of my likeness" Conner took your gloved hand in his and kissed your head. You felt yourself go flush and Nines came to do the same. They then took mental pictures, while you took an actual pictures, and you 3 (and sumo) started off to see Conner and Nines creation.

On the way they revealed that they had teamed up to create you. You expressed how cute that was and finally caught a glimpse of it.

It looked exactly like you, it was adorable. Stick hair, buttons, extra details, with a carrot noise.

You laughed in amazement "You guys this looks so good!" You immediately started taking pictures and doing poses with it while Nines and Conner shared a chuckle.

Eventually you started to get really cold, and it was late, so Conner and Nines took you to your guys' shared home. Not before making a pitstop to drop Sumo of to Hank.

Your home looked so cozy, so much in fact, that you didn't even bother taking off your gear and threw yourself, face first, on the ground next to a heater. You heard 2 muffled voices talking and felt your boots being taken of by gentle hands. You rolled over to look at Conner and smiled at him. He lazily returned it and unzipped your jacket while Nines came into your vision holding one of the comfiest looking blankets ever, You got out of your wet clothes and were left in your underwear, so Conner gave you some clothes. A mix of his and Nines clothes actually. You quickly put on Conner's sweatpants, and Nines sweater. You three all got on the couch and the boys turned their body heat up. The surrounded you and wrapped you up snuggly in their arms.

You fell asleep hearing them talking, the sound of the dishwasher going, a heaters fan whirring, and watching snow come down outside.

It was an awesome snow day.

And down in the darkness of night were three snowman. One looked like it had been completely picked up and moved so it could be with the other three, and they were all holding hands.

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Okay so I failed at making it short.

SORRY for plot holes or spelling errors.

THANKS FOR READING

edit edit: DUDE I COMPLETLY FORGOT ABOUT THE FLAG IN THE CAPTURE THE FLAG PART i cannot

#dbh rk900 x reader #dbh rk900 #dbh connor x reader #dbh rk800 #dbh connor #detroit become human #dbh hank #dbh sumo #dbh nines

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