#Again you can ask the Kolibri things

[freelancer-team-2]

the lads after work (featuring Winters(MPS), Violet(MHS), a S.O.A.R breacher, a S.O.A.R C.Q.C unit, Sugar as sheild unit, guest starring Elster-512, K.L.B.R-6658, Spartan-B312 and the bartender, Lilly stingray.)

(side note: I am literally the only person in this image. I mashed like, 15 screenshots together to make this.)

(Addendum to side note: this took too long.my head hurts)

[star-ar512]

on signalis characters' voices (signalis spoilers!)

after playing signalis more than once and putting aside the overwhelming amount of feelings this game and its story can and will make one feel, it is easier to notice the more subtle details; e.g. enemies behavior, meaning behind documents and objects, and in this case, the characters' voices.

paying attention to the various living npcs you can talk to, one detail that stands out is that every character has a different tone of voice (similar to undertale).

i like to believe those sounds which accompany the text could represent what each character could sound like; one would expect, since replikas are basically copies, for them to have all the same voice.

well, that's not exactly the case.

here is a video with text and dialogues from all the npcs, without music to hear the "dialogue" clearly. (not all the dialogue is included, only one dialogue per character is present; except for elster as she does not like to speak much).

ACHTUNG: MAJOR SIGNALIS SPOILERS!

the dialogues are in chronological order:

-wounded star unit (STAR-S23?? is her name in the game files) in the aula before classroom 4C in floor B1, S-23 Sierpinski (elster included even if she has two lines);

-Isa Itou in the library, floor B1, S-23 Sierpinski;

-Storch Sieben (STCR-S2307) in the rationing office, floor B2, S-23 Sierpinski;

-EULR-S2312 (probably named Dezember given her number designation; eules in game like to use months as names, using the last two numbers of their designation as a reference) in the nurse station, floor B3, S-23 Sierpinski;

-Adler (ADLR-S2301), presumably in the elevator lobby in floor B4, S-23 Sierpinski;

-Arar (ARAR-S2318) in the vent below the Storch dorm in floor B8, S-23 Sierpinski;

-KLBR-S2302 in the library, floor B8, S-23 Sierpinski;

-Beo (MNHR-S2301) in the third room in the mines where monofilament stockpiles can be found, in the rightmost corridor.

-Ariane Yeong (and LSTR-512, still has an unbelievable amount of max two sentences at once) in the personnel room. floor B2, Penrose-512 (memory);

-Falke (FKLR-S2301) in her own room, found in Home.

you may ask, what purpose does comparing the "voices" serve? probably none, still i wished to know if they were the same sounds for every character or not.

here's what i could find out:

the majority of replikas have a different voice, with some exceptions:

-STCR and LSTR units have the same voice;

-as do STAR and FKLR units;

-a bit more expected, the gestalts npcs we see in the game (Isa Itou and Ariane Yeong) have the same voice.

now, for the fun stuff: by analyzing the frequencies which stood out the most in each "beep" from every character's voice, i could rank them from high pitched to low pitched ones.

again, has no purpose, but the result is actually delightful (to me).

here is the ranking:

1. kolibri

2. mynah

3. eule

4. isa-ariane

5. storch-elster

6. star-falke

7. adler

8. arar

pretty surprising, huh? i'd have wagered for isa/ariane to be in second place, followed by eules; also was expecting for arars to be just after the eules, and have behind them stars, then storches, then adler.

no one is surprised kolibri have the highest voices lmao, but mynah having an almost equally high voice was slightly unexpected but not unwelcome.

what's truly surprising to me is falke having the same voice as stars. i'd have expected something different tbh (stars being the lowest rank of protektors, etc etc, they're silly and stupid and crass; all things falke is not supposed to be).

elster having a deeper voice compared to ariane is the cutest thing ever! (as that post about them says)

that's probably the instance where you can notice the most that there is in fact a difference in most voices.

the funniest thing ever to me is that storches apparently have a higher pitched voice compared to stars, also arars having the deepest voice out of all replika is truly awesome to me (definitely fits).

here are to what musical notes the frequencies corresponded to, in the same ranking as before (visual rendering on a piano keyboard for fun i guess):

kolibri (G6 B6 E7 A7)

mynah (F#6 A#6 D#7 G#7)

eule (F6 A6 D7 G#7)

isa-ariane (F6 G#6 C#7 G7)

storch-elster (E6 G#6 C7 F#7)

star-falke (D#6 G6 B6 F7)

adler (D6 F#6/G6 B6 E7)

(adler has five notes as two close frequencies were distinct from each other, compared to only one in the "feminine sounding" voices. i guess that's how they made him sound different, by overlaying two notes)

arar (C#6 F6 A#6 D#7)

that's it! thanks for coming to my ted talk about signalis voices and listening to me ramble about them :)

[lynxfrost13]

5, 12, 16, 22 for Storch for the ask thing? Love seeing people’s opinions on her

HI DUDELY!!!! Ty for the ask <3

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Not for any special reason but I just think the high energy beat of this song is very storch to me!! I’m also biased bc I like PVRIS tho :]

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Hmm for storches in general… we know they like their showers and being clean but I think they’re generally neat freaks. Not like eules I feel like eules want for neatness is much more just their appearance I don’t think they all care as much abt their living space (to a degree). However storches are a different beast. They’re the type to have a really specific and clean order to their things and if you mess with it they’ll get so pissed. I think they just generally like having that sense of control and their space/items is where they can best have that. I also think cadre mythology reading is something they do together just bc they’re all nerds and it’s fun to hear the stories (just like the ancient bards!! Wow!!)

16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?

I feel like I haven’t seen a lot of storch shipping that isn’t storch/star or storch/kolibri… I read a short fic once that had a storch and gestalt man and no shade to the author (I did enjoy the writing) but the pair wasn’t for me :(

22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to ths character? Something you don't like?

Always love seeing fables/myth analogies brought in especially during a storch POV!! You can’t go wrong with that in my opinion. I also just love seeing a storch POV’s thoughts on other replikas it’s always so fun!

Now for what I don’t like… this is much more general but I’ve encountered it enough with storch fics that I can complain abt it here too but replika anatomy 😭

I’m picky when it comes to my spicier replika fics bc I personally just don’t like the ones that have them with basically human tits + genitalia under their breastplates I think it’s so much more fun to explore the robot side and again I’ve just seen this enough with storches. And more storch specific but I don’t like them being depicted as just sadistic raging assholes 24/7. Yes they are those things but most storches also NEED to be level headed enough due to their job. Similar to my thoughts on other replikas but I just think it’s more fun to explore the entire persona of a storch vs honing in on their easiest traits if that makes sense.

[e17omm]

I have recently seen that signalis is on sale and don't know if i should buy it. I don't know much about the game and have seen that you like signalis, so would it be possible to explain a bit wht the game is about.

Space lesbians and eldrich horror done right. <- the short version.

The long version ->

You play as Elster, or rather, LSTR-512, a Replika. Basically a human android. You are on a ship called the Penrose, and your Gestalt (human) co-pilot (Ariane) is missing.

This is a game with a story you have to figure out. Its not hard. Its not hiding its story, but you will definitely have to pick up notes (in-game) and pay some attention to get an idea of whats going on.

It is a highly spoilerable game in terms of story.

In terms of gameplay, it is like a top-down, but you see it from an angle.

The genre is survival horror. Limited resources, tight rooms, limited inventory, and enemies. Ammo conservation and inventory management is the game, and about half the time you can try to sneak/run past enemies to conserve ammo.

Signalis recently got an inventory update that should make the inventory management MUCH better. (Basically some items gets special slots that only they can go in, and since you would basically need them on you at all times, it now saves slots in your normal inventory) (this was about the only complaint before from the community - the inventory was TOO small. This update fixed some of that while not making it too easy either)

Okay to recap because I rambled a bit:

Signalis is a Top-Down, Survival Horror game with an eldrich horror theme done right. A lot of messed up and confusing things happens in this game, but its not so vague or random that you cant make sense of it.

The start of the game goes like this:

You wake up. Search your crashed ship. You leave it. Go through an archway. Find a hole in the ground. Go down the hole. Find a hole in the wall. Go through the wall. End up in a regular-ish room. Listen to a radio broadcast. Next time you're in control of your character, you're in a bathroom in a mining facility.

That doesnt make sense, right?

It will.

I really want to talk about it in detail, but again, its highly spoilerable. Not fun if I go into detail about what the opening 5-10 minutes is, right? (What I talked about above).

The game is about 8 to 12 hours long (per playthrough), depending how long you take on puzzles and how long you take exploring. The game has a map, so its not like Haydee where you have to draw your own.

The gunplay is as simple as aiming your weapon, and as long as youre aiming close enough to an enemy, Elster will soft-lock onto it (aim assist, basically).

In terms of characters, most (and by most I mean that there is litteraly 1 guy) are females. And not only that, but they are tall androids (most of the time. Looking at you, 152cm (5') Kolibri's (Smolibri)) (This doesnt spoil anything really, just fun info you can find) (the rest of the androids are generally above 200cm) (there is stepladders in game and the files calls them "Kolibri steppy". The devs definitely had fun.)

Most of them are enemies, due to the afformentioned i̴n̴t̷e̴r̴g̷a̷l̴a̷c̴t̶i̷c̷ e̴̳͂ḻ̴̇d̴̳̑r̸̜͒i̷̦̓c̶̨͌h̸̻͝ ̷͇̐h̷͉͛o̵̞͋r̴̜̋r̵̺͝o̶̩͌r̶̳̄ i̴͖̖̘̝̘̙͉̅͒͜ṅ̶̼̮̮̻̥̱͍͊̎̀͘f̴̗͎͇̔ḙ̶̟͈̳̭͓̃ͅc̵̢͇̱̼̫̘̦̯̋͋͂̽t̴̗̬̬̥̂ͅỉ̶͍̗͔̱͎̲̩̞͗̅͗͐̈̓o̴̡̹̤̜̖̞͇̼̅n̵̼͖͂̈́́͊̏͑̌ͅ.

So to recap the story as spoiler free as possible: You are an LSTR (Elster) android (Replika) in search of your missing human (Gestalt) co-pilot called Ariane. All in order to keep your promise to her. What is that promise you ask? You better remember it.

For the bird enthusiasts: most (and by most I mean all) Replika names correlate to a bird! Elster correlate to Magpie's, for example.

Does that have a meaning to the story? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ play to find out.

The art style of the game is pixel (as seen in the screenshot), but also (to borrow the words of Bricky) "Its sci-fi, if all we knew were the 80's". Big blocky screens with big buttons and static on screens.

The music - oh the music is fantastic. Tracks like "3000 cycles", "Cigarette wife", "die toteninsel emptiness" and "Swan Lake" by Tchaikovsky (yeah this game borrows some music) fits the theme of the game so well.

(Couldnt find the artist :C)

In terms of horror, it is mostly the environment and story. The only form of "jumpscare" is enemies screeching at you, or you get a cutscene with some mildly disturbing imagery. There is no form of "big loud thing jumps in your face" jumpscare. You will never turn around a corner and get a fnaf jumpscare.

The fandom is also chronically insane. (Not calling anyone out - I am a part of it.)

They are all excellent memers and artists of wholesomeness shipping. (Meme by unblueable1 on Twitter)

(Gif by Teflonflak on Reddit)

[dontcare77ghj]

All In

Bucky x reader x Steve x Sam

Notes: Bucky did not kill Tony’s parents. Civil War did not happen.

Steve had met Bucky in the forties. The two knew they were soul mates when Steve broke his arm and Bucky was suddenly sporting the same injury. Of course, they had to keep it a secret. Soul mates or not for the time their relationship was incredibly taboo.

Sam and Y/N met in 2010 after a friend had introduced them. They knew they were soul mates when Sam slashed his arm when attempting to assemble his wings and Y/N got a matching cut. In 2010 they had nothing to hide.

In 2014 you and Sam were on a run when you tripped over an uneven part of concrete. You weren’t injured apart from some skinned knees which Sam hissed about.

“You just had to trip.” He sighed, helping you up.

“Oh shut up.” You rolled your eyes fondly. “You could be sympathetic to the uncoordinated.”

“It doesn’t hurt that bad.” A blonde man said, jogging over to the two of you, his knees freshly skinned.

If you and Sam were shocked at having another soul mate, you both damn near passed out when you learned of Steve’s first soul mate. You’d only heard stories of multiple people sharing soul mates, but you never thought they were real, until that day.

It was another year before Steve was reunited with Bucky and you and Sam finally got to meet your fourth.

2015

“What’s taking Steve so long?” You wondered aloud, watching Sam move around the kitchen.

“He has a meeting with Fury and Natasha.” Sam reminded you. “And then he is going to pick up dessert.”

“Hopefully it’s something caramel filled.” You groaned, leaning back on the couch before letting out a yelp. “Jesus, Sam.” You said, applying pressure to your bleeding hand.

“It’s not like I did it on purpose.” He said, applying pressure to his own hand.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.” You said, moving into the kitchen and grabbing the first aid kit. “Steve’s going to give you a lecture on being more careful now.”

“I thought that lecture was just for you, you klutz.” He chuckled before hissing as you pressed down on his wound. “I mean I love you and you’re perfect.”

“That’s what I thought you said.” You smirked and finished bandaging his hand.

“Which one of you did it?” Steve yelled as he entered the house.

“Bird brain did it.” You responded as Sam wrapped your hand. “Come to the kitchen and I’ll fix you up.”

“Can you fix someone else up as well?” Steve questioned as he entered the kitchen with a long-haired brunette beside him. A brunette with a bleeding hand.

“Of course.” You smiled. “Nice to finally meet you, Bucky.”

2024

Non-reader POV

“Hey, are you still coming with me today?” Natasha asked, entering Tony’s kitchen behind Pepper.

“Aunty Nat!” Morgan exclaimed, rushing over to the red head. “I missed you.” She said once she was in Natasha’s arms.

“I missed you too, kolibri.” Natasha said, pressing her lips to the girl’s temple. “So, are you coming?” She repeated, turning to the man.

“Don’t hit me when I ask this, but, where are we going?” Tony asked, pouring his wife a cup of coffee.

“We planned to go see Y/N and the boys today.” Natasha reminded him. “If you’ve scheduled other things, you don’t have to worry.”

“No, no, it’s fine. I got nothing better to do than see my favorite foursome.” He said. “Do you need me to take Morgan?” He asked his soul mate.

“No, I’ll be fine. Say hi to them for me.” Pepper smiled, taking the young girl out of Natasha’s arms. “Say good bye to Daddy and Aunty Nat.”

“Bye.” Morgan waved.

“How’s everyone settling in at the compound?” Tony asked Natasha as she drove them.

“Pretty well. Bruce and Wanda are working on bringing Vision back and Thor finally worked out a way to contact us.” She said.

“How’s Clint and his family?”

“They’re doing well, they’re all adjusting as well as can be expected but I spoke to Clint last night and he’s just happy to be home. How’s Rhodes?”

“He’s doing pretty great, he finally got Ross off everyone’s ass, so he’s going on vacation.”

“Vacation sounds nice.” Natasha commented with a wistful sigh.

“You know you can go on vacation, right Nat?” Tony asked her. “You’ve done enough Romanoff; you deserve a break.”

“Maybe. Maybe I like being needed.” She smiled. “I remember you having this conversation with them, before it all.”

“Yeah and look at them now, those lucky bitches are retired.”

2017

Tony had thrown another one of his famous parties. The night had been loud and full of drunken people, people no-one really knew. Once the hours became earlier Tony had kicked everyone out except the team.

It was currently three a.m. and everyone was quite intoxicated as they all lounged in various positions.

Y/N was sitting on Bucky’s lap who smiled at her as she fiddled with his hair and Steve had his head on Sam’s shoulder as he laughed at Clint’s story.

“You’re a bigger idiot sometimes than Steve.” Bucky smirked.

“That’s uncalled for, you jerk.” Steve said. Steve had indulged in some of Thor’s mead and everyone had noticed he was acting different, more laid back, more relaxed.

“You love me.” Bucky smiled.

“Not anymore. Only Y/N and Sam get my love.” He said, snuggling into Sam’s side.

“Oh, you’re wasted aren’t you, Stevie?” Sam smiled, playing with the ends of the blonde’s hair.

“Well, I love you Buck.” Y/N said loudly, her own intoxication levels quite high. “Doesn’t matter if Steve doesn’t give you his love, you got mine.” She said, peppering the brunettes face with kisses.

“No, she’s wasted.” Tony laughed. After Steve had introduced Y/N and Sam to the team, Tony had become quick friends with the women and he always found it amusing to watch the women drink.

“You’re drunk more than I have.” The woman slurred, pressing her face into Bucky’s shoulder.

“The difference baby girl, is that this is like water to him.” Sam chuckled. Tony flipped the bird at the man in response.

“Let’s just agree that everyone’s drunk, except Bruce and spider boy, and leave it at that.” Natasha said, shaking her head. “I need a vacation.”

“Hm, a vacation sounds nice.” Bucky hummed, tangling his fingers in Y/N’s hair. “Don’t feel like I’ve had one of those in a century.”

“We could go to the beach, lay water side all day. I could get behind that.” Sam nodded.

“Why don’t you go then?” Tony asked. “Take that vacation, take longer than a vacation. The four of you have done plenty.”

“One day, Tony. We’ll go one day.” Steve said after exchanging looks with each of his soul mates.

2024

“When did you raid a florist?” Tony asked, looking at the back seat which was teaming with different flower arrangements. “Seriously, how did I not notice this before?”

“Because you’re blind. It’s your age.” Natasha smirked.

“Rude. No one else would treat me like this.” He grumbled.

“Yes they would.” She grinned. “Alright let’s do this.” Natasha said as they pulled up.

“Do you need a minute?” Tony asked her.

“Do you?” She fired back with no real fire.

“No I came here with Pepper a couple weeks ago, I got it all out then.” He explained, staring out the front window. “It felt good.”

“I shouldn’t even be here, Tony.” She murmured. “I died on that rock, I accepted it. I shouldn’t be here.”

“We all were rocked by the snap, Nat. Things have happened, things we can’t change.” Tony said. “I’ve been through this before, this feeling of only being alive for a purpose and it’s not real. Steve’s been through, Y/N, Bucky, Sam, me, it happens. And all of us will tell you, you’re alive for you and you only. There is no other reason.”

“You’re right.”

“I wish I were recording that; no-one’ll ever believe me when I say you admitted I was right.” Tony said.

“Shut up.” Natasha laughed, hitting him lightly on the arm. “Alright, let’s actually do this.” She said, unbuckling her seat belt.

2022

Reader POV

“We got really lucky.” You said, running your fingers through Steve’s hair. “And I know you feel guilty about that but this is not a punishment.”

“That’s not what I think at all.” Steve said, looking up at you. “It’s just when I talk to these people and they’re all distraught because they’ve lost families and soul mates, all I can think to myself is; ‘Thank God that’s not me.’ I can’t help but feel guilty.”

“It’s normal to think these kinds of things, to be grateful nothing has happened.” Sam told him, sitting on the bed next to you both. “Everyone in this room has suffered more than we ever should have and we deserve something good.” He said as Bucky sat next to him.

“Steve, you are one of the best men I know. You have worked your ass off to save this country, this world, hell this universe. While not everything you’ve done has turned out the way you wanted, you have saved so many people. You are allowed to feel guilty for those you couldn’t, but you are also allowed to feel grateful for having survived.” Bucky told him.

“I just wish I could do more.” Steve sighed.

“And that’s why we love you.” Sam said, laying down so he was spooning Steve. “Because you are so selfless.”

“Even if it borders on stupidity most of the time.” Bucky added, situating himself behind Sam.

“You always do the right thing, Stevie. We trust you.” You smiled, still playing with his hair.

“I love you three.” Steve murmured. “I don’t know what I’d do without you all.”

“We love you too, Stevie.” You said.

“Till the end of the line, we’re all in.”

2023

“We’re losing, again.” You said, shooting another of Thanos’s men.

In the span of an hour, you’d managed to travel back in time, lost one of your own, gain all the stones and snap everyone back to life. But Thanos had attacked, the building had blown and now you were losing.

Everyone was pinned down or injured in some way, you wondered if you would survive this.

“We’re not going to lose. We’ve fought too hard for this.” Sam grunted.

“Sam you and Steve are too optimistic for your own good.” Bucky chuckled humorlessly.

“Carol’s down.” Steve reported. “Thor’s down.” He added before getting knocked down. You were the only one in the area and while Tony attacked and distracted him you snatched the glove.

“I’ve got the glove.” You said into the coms. “Oh, shit I’ve got the glove.”

“What do we do?” Sam asked as he and Bucky joined your side, Steve struggling over to the three of you.

“I’ve only got one plan, and it doesn’t end well for us.” Steve said, standing beside you all.

“We don’t have any other options so share with the class.” Bucky said, shooting those who were racing towards the four of you.

“Put the glove on, Y/N.” Steve told you, throwing the hammer. “Put the glove on and snap.” 

“That’ll kill you three, not just me.” You shook your head. “Think this through Steve.”

“We don’t have another choice.” He told you.

“We’ve done enough. We might make it through this but if we don’t. We’ve done enough.” Sam said.

“It’s your choice, kitten.” Bucky told you. “Whatever you decide we’re all in.”

A loud yell directed your attention back to Thanos. The man had thrown Tony away from him and was staring at the four of you.

“You can’t stop me. I am inevitable.” He yelled before, running towards you. Without another thought you shoved the glove onto your hand. A small cry left your lips as the power coursed through you and your knees buckled.

Sam held onto you as you smirked at the titan.

“And we’re the avengers.” You said before raising your hand high and snapping. All around you people began to disintegrate and you managed to stand long enough to see the purple titan turn to dust before you fell to the ground, all three of your boys around you.

All four of you were touching each other in some way as the team rushed over.

Tilting your head upwards, a small smile twitching the corners of your lips, you used the last of your strength to say;

“I love you. I love all three of you.”

Their murmured responses were the last thing you heard before the world went black.

2 days later

Non-reader POV

After the joint funerals of Steve Rogers, Y/N L/N, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson and Natasha Romanoff, everyone had gone back to Tony’s house. It was there Bruce had volunteered to return the stones.

“Are you ready, big green?” Tony asked, with Peter beside him. The rest of the Avengers and their families nearby.

“As I’ll ever be.” He replied.

“3, 2, 1.” Tony said before sending Bruce back in time. “And returning in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.” He said but Bruce did not reappear.

“Where is he, Mr. Stark?” Peter asked as the billionaire fiddled with the machines.

“I don’t know kid.” Tony replied.

“Tony.” Clint spoke up. “There.” He said, pointing to the lake. Everyone looked to the lake to see Bruce walking back towards them, with a woman beside him.

“The guardian said, four souls were sacrificed and that mine was no longer needed.” Natasha said before any of the stunned people could speak. “He said, they wish us the best for our futures.”

2024

Natasha and Tony stood in front the four gravestones of their family. The flowers Natasha brought covered the surrounding area and provided color that the four would have loved.

Neither said anything as they stood there, Tony’s arm around Natasha’s shoulders and her head resting on his shoulder.

“I wish they could know we’re doing alright.” Natasha murmured after an eternity.

“They know.” Tony assured her. “They all know.” He added, staring at the plaque that laid in front of all their graves.

Bucky Barnes, Y/N L/N, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, soul mates. Friends. Family. Heroes.

Taglist

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Coming soon

Dean x reader x Cas

Tony x reader x Bruce

Natasha x reader x Wanda

Meg x reader x Cas

Wanda x reader x Vision

[love-pyramus]

No One Can Win (2/2)

Part two to this fic! 

If you’re hoping for a happy ending...I’m sorry-

TW: Yelling, cursing, death, ghosts, Fennel is drunk for half of this fic, please tell me if there’s anything else! 

WC: 1125

Tagging: @brooklyn-is-here @lxwkey-as-hell @trans-witch-cauldron @biana-vacker @sour-picklee @mushe-room @that-aint-news-no-more @am-i-the-boy-you-dreamed-of​

(Again, Luca, I’m not sorry-)

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“No! No! Go away! Go away! You aren’t real! You aren’t here!” Fennel began kicking at the ghost in front of him, but still craving the burning cold that came from his touch. “You aren’t real!” 

His mind was riddled with alcohol, and he knows that the words coming from his mouth weren’t his, but at the same time, he was struck with a horrible realization. They were. The words coming from his mouth were his words. 

“You left! You left, and stopped talking to me! It’s your fault I’m like this!” His voice was raw and scratchy, filled with many different kinds of emotion. Anger, sadness, bitterness, and others that he couldn’t name. 

“You left me here alone! You- you died! You asshole! You can’t just do that to me! You promised me Alexi.” 

Switch’s real name came out of Fennel’s voice in an angry hiss, and he kicked at the ghost again. “You promised me! Alexi Melnikoff, you promised! And you broke that promise!”  

A guilty look dawned on the ghosts face, and Fennel wanted to let himself believe it was sincere, that Switch was here, that maybe he’d get a chance for a proper goodbye. But the alcohol in his mind was working to convince him otherwise as he worked himself into hysteria. 

“No! No, go away! Go away Alexi! Go away!” His voice was breaking on every word, and his eyes darted around the room, begging for something to show him that this was just his mind playing a trick. The ghost wasn’t here. Switch had abandoned him. He needed that, he needed to know that, because it was easier than facing that Switch had tried to hang on and prolonged his suffering, just because he wanted to see him one last time. 

“Fennel! Calm down, calm down kolibri. Just breathe.” Another sob came from Fennel at those words, they were so familiar, they were so well know, the tone of Switch’s voice hadn’t changed, nothing had. It was him, it was the same boy who he met at the circulation gate. 

Who originally took the top bunk but when he brought a dog back to the lodge it was easier for them to have the bottom one so they switched. 

Who held him when he woke up screaming and reassured him where he was. 

Who he’d sit with and watch when the memories of his dads murder was a bit too much to handle. 

Who one day came to the lodge with a golden retriever following, and they gave her a home and a new family.

Who couldn’t speak perfect English, but god, Fennel loved the look of concentration he’d get while he tried. 

Who asked him out in Russian, who’d waited for hours for Fennel to show, and left a bundle of sunflowers on his bed when he didn’t. 

Who he thought hated him when he really had asked him out because of a miscommunication. 

He let out a choked sob, and felt the burning cold once again, though this time it had surrounded him. Switch was trying to hug him. He began shivering, the effects of the alcohol starting to wear off, and realized that mixed with the cold felt on his body, there were also burning tears streaming down his face. 

He sobbed, he cried in the hold of a ghost, the feeling of the burning heat of his tears and the burning cold of the ghost causing a sensation so unknown. He finally stopped crying, his head spinning from the tears and how hard he had been sobbing. The jacket beside him was now sitting in Switch’s lap, looking like it belonged there. 

And for a second, Fennel was brought back to a world where Switch was really sitting there beside him, where his body was warm next to him, and he was holding the jacket out because Fennel was cold. Where he would put on the jacket and then curl into the warmth of his boyfriend. 

But the world he was in wasn’t that. In the world he was in, the jacket was sitting in the lap of a ghost who’s touch was cold. A ghost of the boy who left him.

“I’m...I’m not good with words. Or English. But Fennel, god Fennel, I-I would never leave you. Not if I had the choice. And I didn’t here. Please, I-I can’t...well, move on...not until you forgive me. Please Fen…I love you so much, and this pain- it’s- it’s going to last. But please. I’m here. For now, I’m here.” 

Fennel didn’t realize how much he was shaking until he saw his hands shaking as he reached to the ghost, and took the jacket from its lap. His entire body shook with the tremors as he tried to put the jacket on, but it wasn’t until Switch helped that he got it on. 

He was no longer shaking as bad, the warmth of the jacket familiar and comforting. He held it close, the first rays of morning light beginning to peek through the small window. 

“Please-please don’t leave-”

Fennels voice was a desperate beg, and he pulled the jacket tighter around him, letting out a cry as the light went through Switch. 

“I’m always with you. Always. You just can’t see me. I’ll never leave.” 

Fennel nodded, his mind clearing, and Switch’s ghost begins to flicker. The ghost kisses his forehead, the feeling leaving a chill. Fennel closed his eyes, and the ghost was gone with the final words Fennel ever heard from Switch.

“Goodbye moy kolibri”

When Fennel opened them again, he was in his bed. Well, no, he was in his bunkbed, but he was on the bottom bunk, the one Switch had slept in. Puka was curled up at the foot of the bed, her head resting on Fennels leg. The midday sun slipped into the lodge, and he sat up. Puka looking up at him at the movement. 

He felt the familiar jacket around him, hugging it close. He took a deep breath, pulling it tighter around him, looking over his shoulder at the feeling of someone touching him, but there was nothing there. 

He closed his eyes again, taking a deep breath, and held the jacket close. 

First thing, he needed to make up with Riff. 

Second thing, get rid of the cap. He couldn’t hold onto it anymore. He’d probably give it to a messenger to give to that kid from Brooklyn that Switch was fond of. 

He stood on shaky legs, moving to the door. Puka was following him, and he opened the door, a few tears falling down his face as he stared at the world outside. 

The world that Switch would never see again.

[doodlewash]

My name is Kate and I’m an artist based in beautiful County Kerry, Ireland. I was studying graphic design, advertising and fine arts, but that was ages ago. After finishing my studies, I worked as a graphic and web designer, where I did mostly digital work. A few years ago, I started to paint again. It was a kind of stress relief therapy for me.

About 2 years ago, I decided to try to make my art living and here I am now. It’s not easy as it seems to be, especially if you must mind house, 3 kids and be a public relation, production, sale and “god-only-knows-what-else” manager.

My biggest love now is watercolor, but sometimes I need a change so I go for oils or painting clothes or mugs or whatever.

I love to paint birds and wild animals, but recently I discovered amazing world of… fruits and really normal everyday things which go perfectly as a watercolor painting objects.

Usually I paint full size, “proper” paintings. But with the beginning of this year I’ve decided to make something different and more challenging. I’ve decided to go for everyday doodles in the sketchbook. I started very simple, 10mins a day for a sketch, but with time, believe me or not, I got addicted.

I’m already on my 4th sketchbook this year and I can’t stop thinking about it and painting next picture. And it’s not like a quick “whatever” doodle, it must be something, some story hidden in the picture.

Where the ideas for everyday paintings coming from? – you ask. That depends on a day I’ll answer. Sometimes, I have million of ideas in my head. I can get inspiration from anything that’s around me. That’s really amazing and I plan for a few days in advance. It’s a great feeling when you have something to wait for, some new idea which needs to be painted.

But some other days nothing wants to come out. Just struggle and frustration. The more I wonder what to paint the less these ideas suit me. What to do then? Do something different, something that will help you to clear your mind, what you never did but always wanted to try or just simply take a break and do nothing.

And with time, your struggle will pass and new energy will come. Honestly that’s a never ending story, smaller or bigger ups and downs, in every artist’s life. If none of my ways work for you, try to find your own way to overcome it.

What supplies do I use?

I started with Royal Talens Van Gogh watercolors. They’re pretty great and not so expensive. Now I’m using Winsor & Newton Artist watercolors and Golden’s QoR Watercolors, both of them are amazing, but still sometimes I’m coming back to Royal Talens.

Brushes? I went through many of brands: Kolibri, Da Vinci, Winsor & Newton, Cotman, Chinese traditional brushes and many of kinds: synthetic, natural, mixed. I love them all, but now I stick to Winsor & Newton series 7 sable brushes and my beloved Chinese traditional brushes.

Paper? Again, many brands I’ve tried and some I like and some don’t. My most favorite so far is Fabriano, any kind. And by “any” I mean really any possible kind of Fabriano paper you can find. All of them are amazing.

People tell me “I wish my paintings would be so good as yours, but I can’t do it.” I always say: “Everyone can paint or draw. All is in your head and your attitude. If you want to do something just do it. I wouldn’t be here where I am without years of practice and hard work. So get a piece of paper, pencil or brush and draw or paint, whatever, but do it, 10-30 minutes every day. And in no time, you’ll see how much you’ve improved.”

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In the middle

Wanda x reader x Bucky

Notes: In the same universe as Black & Red (A series I did want to do, but never got around to).

It had been a year since the three of you had your first dinner date. It had been a year since the three of you became a throuple. It had been a year since you fell in love with Wanda and Bucky.

You could honestly say that there had been very few moments in your life, where you had been as happy as you were with Bucky and Wanda. In Clint’s words, the two brought out a lightness in you that he hadn’t seen since the two of you were much younger. And you agreed with him.

With Bucky and Wanda, you felt as if for the first time in years, the world wasn’t resting on your shoulders. That for once the world wouldn’t burn if you took a day off, that for once you could relax and feel happy and the world would not implode.

“Ugh, I want to be dead.” Wanda groaned, rolling over and pressing her face into the red pillow beneath her.

“No, you don’t.” Bucky sighed, pulling the black duvet off her warm body. “Come on sweetheart, you’re going to overheat if you keep your face in the pillow.”

“I don’t care.” Wanda said, her voice muffled from the pillow. 

“Wanda please.” Bucky begged, putting his hand on her shoulder and attempting to roll her over himself. Wanda stayed firmly where she was.

“Wanda, get your face out of the pillow.” You chided, walking into the room holding a tray with a bowl of soup and a mug of tea. “I’m not asking you hon. I’m telling you.” You added, sitting the tray on the bedside.

None of you moved for several seconds before Wanda let out a loud sigh and rolled over. She had a large pout plastered onto her red toned face.

“How did you get her to listen to you?” Bucky whined, taking a sea on the edge of the bed. “I asked her nicely.”

“You’re forgetting I’m related to Clint. He is a human disaster. I’ve gotten really good at getting injured and sick people to do what I want.” You told the man, placing a kiss onto the top of his head as you placed the tray on Wanda’s lap.

“I had to deal with Steve for the better part of his skinny life. Shouldn’t that have helped me?” Bucky questioned as you sat on Wanda’s other side.

“Steve gives in too easily.” Wanda mumbled, picking up her spoon and eating her soup. “This is good Ciorba de Perisoare.” She complimented.

“Thank you.” Bucky said, throwing his arm around her shoulders. “There was a lady in my apartment building when I was living in Bucharest. She made a big pot every Sunday and shared it with everyone in the building.”

“She sounds nice.” You said, playing with his fingers.

“Yeah she really was.” Bucky said, smiling as he watched you play with his fingers. 

“Well whoever she was, she gave you a really good recipe.” Wanda spoke up, having already eaten half the bowl in front of her.

“It’s nice to see you’re eating at least.” You said. “You haven’t had much of appetite in the past few days.”

“I know.” Wanda sighed, taking a sip of her tea. “I’ve always been like this. Anytime I get sick, I don’t have any kind appetite.”

“If you’re eating that must mean you’re feeling better, right?” Bucky asked her.

“A bit.” Wanda nodded. “I still feel like shit. I’m so tired.”

“You haven’t been sleeping well since you got sick have you?” You questioned her, brushing the hair out of her face.

“Not particularly.” She sighed, pressing her face into your hand and closing her eyes. You looked over at Bucky who nodded as he took the tray off Wanda’s lap. 

“Come here kolibri.” You cooed, pulling her closer to you. Wanda curled into a ball as she pressed herself into you. She rested her head on your chest as Bucky curled up behind her and lay his arm over her waist.

“Go to sleep, sweetheart.” Bucky said, running his hand down her side. “You’ll feel better when you wake up.” He promised.

“I love you two.” Wanda murmured against your chest.

“We love you too, draga.” You said, pressing a kiss to her hair.

“Steve just called me.” You announced as you entered the bedroom. 

“Are they coming home?” Wanda questioned, looking up from the clothing she was folding.

“Yeah.” You sighed, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. “Steve thinks they should be here in about two hours.”

“What else did he say, kitten?” Wanda questioned, moving to stand in front of you. “Come on, tell me.”

“Buck had to kill someone.” You admitted, seeing her face drop. “He had to kill a few people.”

When it came to missions, the general rule was to injure only so you could take them in. But sometimes, this was just not an option. Sometimes the only thing you could do was kill. When it came to these types of missions; you, Clint, Natasha and Bucky took it upon yourselves to be the ones to kill.

The four of you had done it before, it had been your jobs before joining the Avengers, and on these missions you made it your job once more. The four of you ensured that any death that came on the day would be because of you. You did this to spare the others from tainting themselves.

But Bucky, Bucky would always regret it later. Yes, you, Clint and Natasha would all feel bad for the deaths that occurred at your hands but you had learnt long ago to separate yourselves from those emotions. Bucky was still trying to get over the things he’d done because of HYDRA but he still tried to spare the others from staining their hands.

“Is he shutting down?” Wanda questioned, running a hand though her hair.

“Yeah. According to Steve he hasn’t said anything since they got on the jet.” You said. “What do you think the plan should be tonight?”

“I think we should just go with plan C.” Wanda said, sitting next to you. “It works 95% of the time.” 

“Okay, plan C it is.” You nodded. “We have two hours before they get back.”

“And that means we have two hours to get ready.” Wanda said, standing and reaching her hand out towards you.

Two hours went by quickly and before you knew it, you and Wanda were in the hanger waiting for the jet to land.

When the jet landed, the team who went with Bucky all filed out quickly. They all appeared tired and in need of some form of medical treatment. Steve and Bucky were the last to exit the jet. Steve had a few bruises and his arm appeared to be bleeding. Though Bucky wasn’t bleeding, he was limping slightly.

There were no words spoken as you and Wanda moved forward to greet Bucky. As Wanda embraced Bucky you gave Steve a worried look but he only gave you a small smile and wave before he left the room.

“Hi Buck.” You said, gently pulling Bucky into your arms. The long-haired man didn’t say anything as he gripped the back of your shirt. 

“Let’s get you upstairs.” Wanda said, wrapping her arm around the man’s waist. Bucky didn’t respond as the two of you guided him back to your floor. The two of you led him into the bathroom and quickly stripped him of his uniform and weapons.

Wanda set up the bath so that it was hotter than usual and the two of you helped him into it. It was when the two of you moved to leave that Bucky finally spoke.

“Stay.” He croaked. “Please.” He added.

You and Wanda nodded, sitting on the edge of the tub.

“Of course.” You smiled, running your fingers through his hair. 

“We’ll always stay, James.” Wanda said, reaching into the water and holding Bucky’s hand. With some coaxing from the two of you Bucky washed the battle from his skin and stepped out of the tub. You and Wanda dried off his exhausted form, helped him into a pair of boxers and into bed.

You and Wanda climbed in after he did. Wanda curled up under his chin and you spooned him from behind.

“Just go to sleep Buck.” You said, running your fingers soothingly up and down his spine. “We’ll be right here.” You and Wanda continued to mutter soothing words to the hurting man until he drifted off to sleep. “Plan C.”

“Works every time.” Wanda said, a smile in her voice.

“Doll, please come to bed.” Bucky said from the doorway. Turning away from the laptop you’d set up hours ago you gave Bucky a small smile.

“I just need to finish this report. I’ve only got a little to go. It’ll only take me another hour, maybe less.” You promised him before turning back to the computer. You immediately began typing again, not noticing Bucky who was moving closer to you.

“You’ve been working for hours, doll.” Bucky said, resting his hands on your shoulders. “You don’t have to turn it in for another two days, there’s no need to finish it tonight. Come to bed, doll.”

“I promise, I’ll be there soon. I’m almost finished with it, I swear. I just really want to finish this, Buck.” You said, leaning back into Bucky’s chest. 

“One hour.” Bucky said, pressing a kiss onto the crown of your head. “One hour, doll. Or else Wanda will drag you back to bed.”

“I promise.” You chuckled, leaning up to kiss the man. “Love you, Buck.”

“Love you too, doll.” He said, giving your shoulders one last squeeze before moving back into the bedroom. Cracking your neck, you turned back to the laptop and began typing once more. After a half hour of working you let out a long sigh.

You’d decided that resting your eyes for a few minutes couldn’t hurt and lay your head down on the table in front of you. You’d barely been asleep a few minutes before you felt yourself being lifted into someone’s arms.

“What’s going on?” You mumbled, opening your heavy eyes. 

“Go back to sleep, kitten.” Wanda hushed you as she walked the two of you into the bedroom.

“No I’ve got work to do.” You grumbled struggling to keep your eyes open. “I’ve gotta finish it.”

“You can finish it in the morning.” Wanda told you, putting you in bed with Bucky who promptly pulled your back into his chest. “You have to get sleep, kitten. Or you won’t be able to get anything done in the morning.” She added, getting in next to you.

“Fine.” You mumbled, pressing your face into Wanda’s chest. “You’re lucky you’re so warm.” You said into her chest.

“I’m going to take that as a compliment.” Wanda chuckled.

“You should.” You told her. “I love you Wanda.” You said as your eyes closed again.

“I love you too kitten.” She said as you fell asleep, feeling warm and safe trapped in between the two warm bodies.

The three of you agreed on most things but one thing you all agreed about, with absolutely no doubt in your minds, was how warm it was when the three of you got together. And the warmest place to be, was fast asleep in the middle of the other two.

The only place in the world, where you all believed it to be safe.

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Full Moon

Natasha x reader x Peggy x Wanda

Set in the same universe as Shift and Kitten.

It had been thirteen months since your son was born. His conception had triggered your kitten form to change into that of a fully grown cat all those months ago but you were still the smallest. Since the birth of your son, the four of you rarely got to go out.

The four of you weren’t exactly mad at that fact, you had a beautiful baby boy and you loved him more than you could say, but the four of you were beginning to get stir crazy. It was not that the four of you hadn’t tried to go out for a night out, you had, but none of you seemed to be able to stay away for too long.

“Are you sure you don’t mind?” Natasha asked, once again as she stepped into her heels. “Because just say the word and we’ll stay.”

“You two go out and I’ll look after Teddy and Wanda.” You said, your son in your arms as you kissed the red head. “Have fun, we'll still be here when you get back.”

“I know but with Wanda stuck in bed, you’ll be watching him on your own. I just want to make sure you’ll be okay.” She murmured as Teddy took her hand in his.

“I can take out hordes of HYDRA without breaking a sweat. Looking after Teddy and Wanda will be a piece of cake.” You assured her with a gentle smile.

“Wanda’s asleep.” Peggy announced, exiting the bedroom. “She just took her medication so I’d assume she’ll be out for a while.”

“See, Wanda will sleep well into tomorrow. She’ll be no hassle and neither will this little man here.” You said, bouncing the boy slightly who laughed in response. “You both look beautiful. Now go, have fun.” You added, pushing both women towards the door.

“Alright, alright, we get it.” Peggy smiled, stepping into her shoes before giving you a kiss and placing one onto Teddy’s head. “We'll be home soon. Be good for mommy.” She cooed to the young boy. “Love you.”

“Love you too. Have fun you two.” You said, waving Teddy’s little hand. The two smiled and waved back before stepping into the elevator. “Alright mister. You got a couple hours before bed, what should we do?” You questioned, throwing him into the air slightly.

“What do you think Teddy? Should mama go back to bed?” You questioned rhetorically, still staring at your sick partner. “Wanda you’re supposed to be in bed.”

“I’m fine, you worry too much.” Wanda said, waving a hand at you. “I just needed a little sleep.” She added before sneezing several times in a row.

“I swear it’s like I have two children at the moment.” You sighed, grabbing several tissues for her. “Wanda you need to go back to bed. You’re sick.”

“Kolibri, I am fine.” Wanda said, blowing her nose. “I just had the sniffles.”

“No you have a head cold. You need to go back to bed.” You sternly told her, bouncing a whining Teddy in your arms. “I have to put Teddy to bed, when I come back you better be back in bed, asleep.”

You spun away from the woman and walked with your son into his room.

“Night Ted.” You whispered, kissing his head and placing him into his cot. “Sweet dreams, little man.” Walking back into the living room a smile crossed your face at the sight of Wanda fast asleep curled up on the couch.

“We're home.” Natasha announced, making you spin around and hiss out a ‘shh’.

“I finally got her and Teddy to go to bed.” You told the two women hushed. “You’ve barely been gone an hour why are you two back already?”

“Is it a crime to comeback early?” Peggy asked, moving over to greet you.

“Peg, did you cave into Natasha’s want to come home early?” You questioned as she pulled you into her arms.

“For your information, she was the one begging to come home all night.” Natasha said, greeting you with a kiss on the forehead.

“Sue me if I wanted to come home to my perfect family.” Peggy grumbled.

“Well that’s sweet.” You told her, leaning up to kiss her properly. “Should we leave Wanda out here or should we bring her to bed?” You asked the two.

“I don’t think we should move her; she might wake up and she needs her sleep.” Natasha said, grabbing the blanket off the chair. “I think we should just let her sleep here tonight.”

“I think that sounds like a good idea.” Peggy agreed, taking your hand and Natasha’s in hers and walking the pair of you into the bedroom.

“And you remember he needs another round of medication at eleven right?” You asked as Wanda helped you with your coat. “He needs to take it eleven or else it won’t work.”

“Yes, you’ve said it three times and taped it to the fridge, med.” Natasha smiled, watching as Wanda got you ready while you worried.

It was two weeks since Peggy and Natasha had gone out on a date. Well went out for an hour really. In that time Wanda had recovered from her sickness but poor baby Teddy had caught his own cold. Despite your want to stay home with your sick son, Natasha and Peggy had decided that you and Wanda needed to get out of the house.

“And you remember that if he starts coughing there’s some chest rub in the cupboard?” You questioned.

“Darling we know what we’re doing.” Peggy smiled, entering with Teddy in her arms.

“I know. I know. Now I know how you two felt when you went out. I just don’t want to leave him even for the night.” You groaned. The three women laughed at your pout and Wanda wrapped her arm around your waist.

“It’s only a couple of hours, kolibri. We’ll be back in a couple hours and everything will be fine.” Wanda assured, squeezing your waist slightly.

“She’s right.” Natasha said. “Now go. Go out and have fun. We’ll be here when you get back.” She promised, kissing the two of you before ushering you out the door.

“You worry far too much, kolibri.” Wanda giggled as she pulled you along. “Come on, let’s enjoy our time out even for just a little.”

“You’re right. I need to stop worrying. I love you Wanda.” You smiled, swinging the two of your hands.

“I love you too, Y/N.”

“Stop worrying Y/N. Everything’s going to be okay.” You mocked Wanda as she led you into the elevator.

“Okay, okay I get it. I’m a hypocrite and I deserve all the mocking you can manage. Happy now?” Wanda groaned, resting her head on the wall behind her.

“Extremely because you know what this means? It means that I am not the biggest worrier.” You smiled giddily.

“And what are you two doing home so early?” Natasha questioned as the elevator opened. She stood before you with her hands on her hips and her eyes narrowed. “You’ve been gone for half an hour, there is no way your movie has finished.”

“It was a short film?” Wanda half-suggested, half-questioned.

“Nice try.” She said dryly. “What are you two doing back here?”

“Wanda dragged me out of the theatre.” You smirked skipping forward and pressing yourself into Natasha’s side.

“Wanda.” Natasha sighed. “We lectured Y/N about not coming back early, I thought you wanted to go out for a while.”

“I did! I really did, but the movie had a baby in it and all I wanted was to be with our baby and be with everyone.” Wanda mumbled, suddenly finding the floor very interesting.

“Why are you so adorable?” Peggy questioned, joining the rest of you with a cup of tea in her hands. “Nat you can’t judge them for coming home early. We did the same thing.”

“Guys we need to start sticking to our guns.” Natasha groaned. “We always say we’re going to go on dates but we always come back right after. We have to stick to our guns.”

“Okay, well how about this? There’s a full moon coming up next week, I say we ask Steve to look after Ted and we go into the woods.” You suggested.

“That sounds perfect.” Wanda said. “What do you say, Nat? Does that sound like something you can get behind?”

“That sounds like exactly what we need.” 

“You’re going to have fun with your uncles aren’t you? Yes, you are.” You cooed to the small boy in your arms.

“And you’re going to be good for them aren’t you, sweet man?” Wanda asked, tickling him under the chin.

“Okay, the bags are all packed, now we’re just waiting for Steve and Bucky to arrive.” Peggy announced, coming into the bedroom.

“Did you remember to pack some extra blankets?” Wanda asked as she took Edward out of your arms.

“Yes, we packed extra blankets as well as some warmer layers for tonight. Oh, and Nat packed a Thermos full of coffee for later.”

“God, I love that woman.” You sighed happily as Peggy wrapped her arms around your waist.

“Boys are here!” Natasha called from the living room. The three of you walked into the living room, Teddy in Wanda’s arms, to greet the two men.

“There’s my favourite godson.” Bucky said as Wanda handed the toddler to him.

“He’s your only godson, Barnes.” Natasha reminded, taking Wanda’s hand in her own and slinging a bag onto her other shoulder.

“For now. One day the four of you are going to have a full litter of kittens.” He joked, causing Steve to roll his eyes slightly.

“Now, you two know when he has to be feed?” You asked as you picked up a bag.

“Yes, we do.”

“And you know when he’s got to go to bed?” Natasha questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“Of course.”

“There’s a list on the fridge with his schedule if you need reminding.” Peggy told them.

“And we’ll have a phone in the tent if something goes wrong or if you need anything.” Wanda added.

“Okay, I love the four of you but go!” Steve laughed. “Go out and don’t come back until tomorrow.” He told you all.

“Alright, we’ll be back tomorrow.” You promised. “Love you Teddy!”

The four of you moved through the halls and out of the building into the large wooded area behind the compound. The path was familiar and soon the excitement of old traditions began to fill you all and you were running through the trees to your camp-site area.

“Nat!” You squealed as said women threw you over her shoulder and began running with you through the woods.

“You’re too slow kitten.” She said, finally placing you down.

"You can't really call me that anymore. I'm not exactly a kitten anymore." You pointed out as she put you down.

"I don't care how big you get, I'm always going to call you kitten. You're always going to be my kitten." She murmured into your ear before playfully biting the lobe.

"Alright you two, hurry up." Peggy said, already striping down with Wanda. The two of you quickly followed their lead and stripped down before the four of you shifted into your other forms.

"Hop on, darling." Peggy said, lowering her head for you to climb onto. Easily you climbed up and situated yourself comfortably on her back.

The four of you ran through the woods until the sun was threatening to rise. There were several times when one of you wanted to go back to the compound and check up on the boys but those thoughts were always quieted and as you all continued to run and enjoy time with each other.

"Thank Gods you brought coffee, Nat." You yawned. The four of you had shifted back an hour ago but were content to stay awake and watch the sun rise.

"How can you drink that?" Wanda asked, crinkling her nose. "It went cold hours ago." She added as you passed the Thermos to Natasha.

"I blame Clint." Natasha shrugged. "Don't know why, but I'm blaming him."

"I'll make you a fresh pot when we get back." Peggy told Wanda, pulling her closer into her side.

"Thi was perfect." Natasha sighed, resting her head on your shoulder. "We have to start doing this more often."

"We will." You said with a smile. "The full moon has always been our time."

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Natasha x reader x Wanda

Note: I know Wanda is supposed to be quite young in the movies, but for this she and Pietro are much older. About 28-29.

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Vulnerability was not something the three of you showed often, to the team at least. When it was just the three of you it was fine, you were safe, no-one could use that vulnerability against you, and it felt good to trust the other two. The three of you enjoyed knowing you had two people in your corner you could turn to and feel safe with.

“I feel like my heads going to implode.” Wanda complained, rubbing her temples. She looked truly pitiful with a red nose, puffy cheeks and droopy eyes, anyone could tell she was sick.

“I told you not to go out in the rain.” Natasha said, handing the woman a cup of tea. “But did you listen to me, no, and now you’re sick. That is caused karma.” She added with a pointed look.

“Y/N went out too.” Wanda whined, pointing at you. Taking a seat next to the sick woman you gave her a smirk.

“The difference between the two of us is, I didn’t get sick.” You said, grabbing her hand in yours and placing a kiss onto it.

“How is that fair? You look like sunshine embodiment and I’m stuck looking like Rudolph’s cousin.” Wanda groaned, leaning her head on your shoulder as she gripped the cup.

“It’s not supposed to be fair. It’s punishment for not using common sense.” Natasha stated, sitting on Wanda’s other side. “Besides your head probably hurts more because of your powers.” She guessed.

“Well, considering I can hear Stark’s thoughts and his music from all the way in the labs, I would say your guess isn’t too far off.” Wanda said with a sigh, massaging her temples once more.

“Honey, why don’t you try to get some sleep?” You asked, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. “It might help your head.” You pointed out.

“I would love to, but if I stand up, I’m going to pass out.” She said, drinking her tea with a slight wince. “It’s easier to stay here.”

“So, next time I tell you two to stay out of the rain or you’ll get sick, maybe you’ll listen to me.” Natasha said, rolling her eyes.

“Yeah, yeah. We should listen to you more often because you’re the only one who thinks things through. Yada, yada.” You mocked with a smirk. Natasha narrowed her eyes at you before leaning over Wanda and pinching your thigh. “Rude.”

“Don’t mock me, Y/N. Wanda, drink your tea.” Natasha said, pointing at you both. She then stood from the couch and walked back into the kitchen. Wanda didn’t say anything, only smiled fondly at the two of you.

“She’s so bossy.” You whispered into Wanda’s ear. Said woman let out a snort and struggled to hide her smile as Natasha leaned back into the room.

“I heard that.” She said, narrowing her eyes at you again. “You stop mocking me or I’ll call Steve and tell him you want to run with him and Bucky every morning.” Natasha added causing you to gape at the woman.

“How dare you threaten me like that?” You questioned as Wanda placed her tea on the table and laid her head in your lap.

“Don’t mock me.” Natasha said simply as you began to run your fingers through Wanda’s hair. “I’m going to make us some tea, watch her.” She commanded, pointing a finger at the woman in your lap.

“Of course.” You said, smiling at the half-asleep woman. “You tired, darling?” You asked, running your fingers through her thick hair. She let out a content hum in response and relaxed further onto your lap. “Get some sleep.”

Natasha came back into the room carrying back two cups of tea and smiled at the sight of the two of you.

“She’s going to regret sleeping like that.” Natasha commented, placing the cups on the table.

“Leave her be.” You said as Natasha lifted Wanda’s legs and sat in their place, placing Wanda’s legs on her lap. “She didn’t sleep last night.”

“Maybe if she would listen to me.” Natasha smirked, grabbing her mug and leaning her head on your shoulder.

“It’s not like we did it to spite you.” You said, rolling your eyes but wrapped an arm around her waist.

“I know.” Natasha said, leaning down and kissing Wanda on the forehead. “But you both should still listen to me.” She added, kissing your cheek. You didn’t say anything but smiled at the woman as you settled back into the couch. With Wanda laying asleep across the two of you, Natasha and you settled back into the couch and quietly talked as your girlfriend lay asleep across your laps.

Non-reader POV

“I’m going to kill Stark.” Natasha grumbled as she helped one of her girlfriends out of the elevator. Wanda followed both women out with a smirk.

“You let her get into the contest with Tony.” She pointed out, moving in front of them both to open the bedroom door. “If I remember correctly you were cheering her along.”

“And I won.” Y/N slurred, stumbling into the doorframe. “Oops. Tony was so mad.”

“Yes, he was darling.” Natasha commented, smirking as she watched Y/N stumble around the room until she sat on the bed.

“Wanda you promised to stop moving the furniture.” Y/N whined, collapsing onto the bed.

“Oh, you really had a lot, didn’t you?” Wanda asked with a smile, moving to kneel in front of her. “No-one moved the furniture, kolibri. When was the last time you had this much?” She questioned, grabbing both of Y/N’s hands in hers.

“The last time I remember seeing her like this was Clint’s birthday.” Natasha said, moving over to the two with a set of new clothes for Y/N.

“You remember that?” Wanda asked, giving the red head a look. “You were just as drunk as she was.” She pointed out causing the red head to narrow her eyes at Wanda.

“I had the same amount of drinks, but I have a better tolerance than Y/N does.” Natasha insisted. “I’m Russian. I’m supposed to.”

“Sure darling.” Wanda said, rolling her eyes at the red head. “C’mon kolibri, you need to get changed.” Wanda cooed, helping Y/N stand.

“No.” She whined, squirming out of her hold. “I don’t wanna get changed.” She added laughing, twirling away from Wanda until she physically could not move. “Wanda, no powers.”

“Sorry kolibri.” She shrugged, moving over to take the intoxicated woman’s shirt off. “But you need to get changed.”

“How about we do something more fun?” Y/N suggested, looking between the two. “I’m already partially naked.” She added, winking at Wanda who turned bright red. Natasha laughed before pulling the shirt off Y/N’s head.

“Maybe later, Y/N.” She told her, helping her into her pajamas. Y/N was barely listening as she started moving around the room. “Let’s get you some Panadol.” Natasha said, wincing as you almost fell over.

“I’ll watch her.” Wanda said, pulling Y/N over to the bed. Natasha left the room and came back quickly with two pills.

“Shh.” Wanda said quickly as Natasha came back in. Y/N was fast asleep in Wanda’s lap, a content look on her face as she curled further into Wanda.

“Didn’t take her long.” Natasha commented, setting the Panadol onto the nightstand. “You want me to move her?” She questioned Wanda.

“She’s fine for now.” Wanda said, waving a hand at Natasha. “I’ll move her after, just in case she wakes up.”

“You want some coffee?” Natasha asked, kissing both Y/N and Wanda on the head.

“Thank you, lyubov’.” Wanda said, settling back in the bed as Natasha stood and went back into the kitchen. It was another hour before Wanda and Natasha moved Y/n into bed properly and curled around her and fell asleep themselves.

Reader POV

“Stark, what the hell were you thinking?” Natasha growled, hands on her hips as she narrowed her eyes at the billionaire.

“I wasn’t thinking is that what you want to hear?” He asked, not looking at the angry Russian. “I know we had a plan, but it was failing.”

“You endangered the team. You almost got us all killed.” She added, steam starting to pour out of her ears.

“This was the only way we were going to destroy the base and get the tech out.” He defended himself. “I’m sorry, Natasha. There I’ve said it, happy?”

“I can’t do it anymore.” Natasha snapped, turning away from the man and towards the rest of the team. “Rogers, you take over.” She said, pointing at the blonde.

Natasha stormed over to you and Wanda and checked you both over, even though Bruce had just finished checking you both over.

“Are you sure, you’re both okay?” She asked, critically looking you both over.

“We’re fine, gorgeous.” You assured, leaning into Wanda’s side. It wasn’t a lie, the two of you were fine. A couple scraps, bruises and you were both exhausted, but you were both okay.

“Fucking Stark and his idiotic plans.” She snapped, kissing both Wanda and you gently. “I should kill him.” She added, sitting on your other side.

“No, you really shouldn’t.” Wanda said. “He just did what he thought was right for the mission.”

“And he could have killed not only the team, but the both of you.” Natasha told the woman. “And if he did that, he would be deader than dead.”

“But none of us are dead.” You said, taking her hand in yours. “We’re all alive and it’s going to take more than a few HYDRA agents to take any of us out.”

“This was such a shitty mission.” Natasha sighed, leaning her head on your shoulder. She wasn’t wrong, it had been a shitty mission. You’d all been stuck in the ass crack of nowhere for days, with Tony and Steve arguing with each other over everything and the lack of sleep you’d all experienced in the last few days.

“You look tired, Tash.” Wanda mentioned, frowning at the bags under the red heads eyes.

“Who isn’t?” She snorted, shaking her head. “Between Steve and Tony yelling at each other all night and the constant threat of HYDRA discovering us, I haven’t slept in days.”

“You need to sleep, Nat.” You admonished your girlfriend.

“When we get back to the Tower, I will.” She promised. You shared a look with Wanda before the two of you stared at Natasha. “Don’t look at me like that. I just promised to sleep.”

“You need to sleep now.” Wanda said firmly. “There is no later, you need to do it now.”

 “The team is here.” She protested. “I don’t want to sleep around them.”

“Tash, you are not a robot.” You told her, taking her hand in your own. “They all know you’re human and as a human, you need to get some sleep.” You said, staring intently at her. Natasha didn’t say anything as she looked between you two.

“Fine.” She sighed, after several minutes. “But just for a little.” She added before laying across both your laps. 

“No action on the jet.” Tony smirked, looking at the three of you. “I thought we all discussed that rule.”

“That rule is only for you, Tony.” You pointed out, getting several chuckles from the team. “And no-one is getting lucky right now, Natasha sleeping.”

“And if you wake her, I will dump you in the ocean.” Wanda threatened. Tony smiled but raised his hands in surrender as he walked away. Natasha stayed dead asleep even after you reached the Tower. Pietro ran Natasha to your floor and you two followed after them.

Wanda thanked Pietro as you got in bed with Natasha. A few minutes later Wanda joined you and you both fell asleep curled around Natasha. Curled around each other the three of you felt safer together, it felt like nothing could or wold go wrong. And that was a feeling you all enjoyed.

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