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canmom · 2 years ago

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Animation Night 155: Kunihiko Ikuhara

...or Ikuni to his fans. The Utena guy.

Since the very beginning of this series, Ikuhara’s been someone I’ve been desperate to cover. He’s exactly the kind of weirdo we like around here. And you know how much the Tumblr girlies love Utena.

But only now, at Animation Night 155, is Ikuni getting his due. Why so long? Well, let’s put it like this. Ikuni’s very much a TV guy. Revolutionary Girl Utena is 39 episodes and a movie. Mawaru Penguindrum: 26 episodes. Yurikuma Arashi is 13, as is Sarazanmai.

And if we’ve managed to cram in 13-episode series into this format, it’s always been with difficulty - take Heike Monogatari [AN91], Alexander Senki [AN125] or Houseki no Kuni [AN97]. It generally takes multiple nights. So I thought, that’s fine, we’ll do Adolescence of Utena, the movie, and, um... hmm.

Luckily for us they just made a new Penguindrum compilation movie! Problem solved let’s go!

And with such a long wait behind us, let’s try and do the guy some justice.

So. Who is this guy with the rabbit? (Picture from his website. Though this is a plain outfit by Ikuhara standards!)

If you were trying to summarise Ikuni’s works... you could probably say something like this: surreal, densely symbolic stories about the difficulties of real human connection. Sort of like the anime version of Lynch. But if that sounds too cerebral, let’s not forget that an episode of Utena involves a character gradually turning into a cow for no particular reason. He’s just as much a goofball who loves to tell lies.

Ikuni came into the business back in the mid eighties, at Toei. [c.f. AN149 for a brief history of Toei!]

So. In the late 70s, Toei had established a powerful niche to themselves in long-running, wildly popular series such as Galaxy Express 999, but most of their work was much less high-profile. Take a glance, see how many of these you recognise - I would guess not many! Hot out of art school, Ikuhara became an assistant director under the wing of Junichi Satō, later well known for shōjo anime such as the avant-garde Princess Tutu (2002-3), or Ojamajo Doremi (1999-2000).

But of course, the most renowned Satō project is Bishōjo Senshi Sailor Moon (1991-7, Pretty Soldier Sailor Moon). Satō directed the first half, and then Ikuhara took the reins for the rest. For Satō it was his debut as a director, I’ll talk more about his tenure on Sailor Moon in just a minute, but first, let’s get a little context about... magical girls!

(quick! tell me which sailor this is! you have five seconds)

Magical Girls! 魔法少女 mahō shōjo. An ordinary high school student makes contact with a powerful magical being, who may also be a cute mascot character, and agrees to help. Now she can transform: manifest a stylish outfit, gain suitably themed powers, and fight monsters of the week... but she’s got to maintain a double life as a regular student. The henshin (transformation) sequence itself will usually be an extremely elaborate sequence that is played regularly (a ‘bank’ shot).

By now it’s one of the absolutely central anime archetypes, one people are likely to recognise even if they’ve never watched a magical girl show. It’s been parodied, it’s been genderflipped, it’s spun off a dark otaku-oriented variant.

But it wasn’t always so! Everything must begin somewhere. Very quickly reeling this off then... Osamu Tezuka’s 1953 manga Princess Knight is seen as the earliest proto-magical-girl work; Himitsu no Akko-chan (1962-5) as the earliest true magical girl manga with the elements of the genre, and 1966′s Sally the Witch as the big populariser. In the 70s, Toei started producing them in a big way, known collectively as 魔女っ子 majokko series (‘little witch’).

The actual phrase 魔法少女 mahō shōjo was introduced in 1980 with 魔法少女ララベル Mahō Shōjo Lalabel. With the economic bubble in full swing, other studios started to join the party - notably AshiPro with Minky Momo, and Pierrot, the studio behind epoch-defining megahit Urusei Yatsura, who entered the arena with Creamy Mami, the Magic Angel (1983-4). Why is she creamy? I don’t know, but that’s her stage name as an idol; the manga was designed to promote an actual idol singer Takako Ōta. This business model proved wildly successful, and even today anime production committees usually include record companies who use the show as a vehicle to promote a song or group. Toei no longer had exclusive hold on the matter of girls, magical.

Visually here we’re seeing 80s-style bishōjo, the same as over the fence in sci-fi series such as Macross. Mostly the stories are comedies, following in the footsteps of Urusei Yatsura.

What was missing from the formula at this point? Surprisingly, the henshin sequences! It’s not that magical girls didn’t transform, but they would be more likely to transform into something like an aged-up version of themselves, and the act of transformation wouldn’t be given the same importance. This final ingredient was to be found over in tokusatsu land - Kamen Rider and Super Sentai.

So, that’s where Sailor Moon came in at the beginning of the 90s - first a wildly successful manga by Naoko Takeuchi, and in very short order a TV series at Toei. Takeuchi came up with the idea of fusing the magical girls with sentai: instead of a motorbike-like Rider suit, the girls would get sailor fuku. And that means every magical girl transformation is in a sense a homage to this one.

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Sailor Moon tells the story of a girl called Usagi. She’s a clumsy and forgetful audience-identification character - perhaps even to point of being a Huineng-type character? - but she’s informed by a talking cat that she’s the guardian of Earth, soon to be joined by a number of other girls from her area who are, collectively, the Sailor Guardians (セーラー戦士 sērā senshi). To fight, she activates a magical brooch and, that ^ happens.

Why? Well, the Dark Kingdom is invading! They want to free the villainous Queen Metaria. In past lives the Sailor Guardians fought those guys, and now they need to get back on the job. The forces of the Dark Kingdom (and numerous subsequent enemy factions) arrive in the form of a series of themed villains, much like the villains in a tokusatsu show. Outside of fighting those guys, it’s gentle comedy with a large cast, not so far from the works of Rumiko Takahashi. In fact it’s apparently a fair bit more comedic in tone than the manga, and a chunk of that can be credited to Ikuhara’s influence.

It’s hard to try and summarise the 90s for anime, it wasn’t just one thing. Even as the economic bubble popped, the movies got increasingly ambitious, reaching for more complex emotions and darker themes with incredibly complex animation to match. And to a certain extent, that was also true on TV, by which I mean “Evangelion happened”. But it was also an age of a return to more limited animation. If you wanted to make a TV anime, you had to be smart about using all the tools you could to cut corners. You could keep a bank of reused shots, or for a joke, transform a character into a much simpler caricatured design with more limited animation. At the same time, photography was getting more advanced, and animation techniques were getting more sophisticated.

Even so, a lot of the credit for the art of working effectively in limited animation goes way back to Osamu Dezaki, who back in the 60s and 70s established many of the iconic ‘anime’ techniques. I’ve written about him before back on Animation Night 95, but as much as that covers the history, it doesn’t say a lot about Dezaki’s style. So let me pull in this video, which will helpfully illustrate the important examples...

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The relevant period is when Dezaki directed on Aim for the Ace! (エースをねらえ! Ēsu o Nerae!) - where, in contrast to his earlier work which was comparatively cinematic, he started to push in a more theatrical, abstracted direction, prioritising conveying emotion over realism. Still frames (with the famous ‘postcard memory’ effect), simplified background details framed to draw attention to the important stuff, repeating an important shot multiple times - oh, that’s just Utena, huh? And while Dezaki influenced just about everyone, but for Ikuhara, he’s a massive touchpoint.

Designs were also changing - in contrast to the rounded bishōjo of the 80s came more angular and blocky designs. Take Slayers for example:

Hold onto that thought because we’re going to talk about Utena in a minute. Sailor Moon didn’t go quite that far, but Kazuko Tadano’s designs were very effective in conveying a lot of appeal in quite simple shapes. Usagi in particular has an instantly recognisable hairstyle. But it’s also a style very amenable to simplification.

TV anime in this period ran long. Nowadays, the norm is one cours (‘cour’ if you’re not feeling pedantic) of 12-13 episodes, sometimes not even that. Back then you could easily see counts in the 50s or even hundreds. Such is true of Sailor Moon: crazy popular in both Japan and, in its heavily localised dub, America, and with a premise flexible enough to run for years. In the end it racked up some 200 episodes and several movies.

The Ikuhara period starts with the Sailor Moon R movie in 1993, then the series proper starting mid Sailor Moon R and then Sailor Moon S in 1994. Not sure which episode he took over, but S begins at 90. This is a post about Ikuhara (no, really!) so we should ask, how did Sailor Moon change once he took the reins? Let’s have a look at some of his favourite themes, as they appear in the Sailor Moon R movie, based on his own notes...

Lesbians - Not so much in the R movie, but once S gets going... big controversy! Sailors Uranus and Neptune were a couple whose dynamic was one of the most popular in the show, but this would be heavily censored in nearly every localisation, notably the American one which made them cousins.

Flower imagery - Ikuhara decided to set his first project as director in a botanical garden, naturally.

Lost connections, the distance between people - to quote the linked blog...

Ikuhara compares the reunion between Fiore and Mamoru with that of being stuck on a train in-between stations when suddenly you notice you’re standing next to an old friend you haven’t seen in years.

At first you’re both excited to see each other again and kill the time by catching up on each other’s lives. But eventually you run out of things to say, and the conversation just kind of dies off, leaving you both standing there in awkward silence.

Creative editing, use of music - 18 second long scene of Tuxedo Mask getting stabbed? Musically timed fight? Mm.

Darker themes - let’s watch the girls incinerate a field of flower monsters! At one point Usagi would nearly die! Ikuhara tried to keep it ‘fun’ and lighthearted, but just couldn’t do it, he says. Nothing on the level of where his later work would go, but definitely harsher than your average episode.

Vaguely hinting that some element is key to understanding everything, and then refusing to elaborate further - oh yes.

Which isn’t to say that Ikuhara’s Sailor Moon instantly became Utena. Rather, the seeds of his interests as a director, the sort of emotional arcs he’d like to portray, were there. I regret that I can’t really comment in much detail on what Ikuhara did in his actual run on the TV series - I’m sure I have some big Sailor Moon fans here who could fill me in and tell me if I’ve described anything wrong.

Working on Sailor Moon, in any case, also got Ikuhara used to technical elements that would become part of his stylistic fingerprint. We mentioned the transformation sequence, the elaborate bank shot with accompanying music that would recur in nearly every episode. I am less sure about other Dezaki-esque elements, like jokes based on repeating the same sequence with minor variations.

Eventually, Ikuhara’s run on Sailor Moon would come to an end. The final arc of the show saw the Sailor Guardians facing... themselves, from a distant bad future. But for that final season, Ikuhara had already stepped down. Where did he go...?

You see, Ikuhara chafed under the creative restrictions placed on him by Toei. Turning down an offer from Anno to work on Eva(!), he set off to found his own group, Be-Papas, along with...

the famous shōjo manga artist Chiho Saito, animator Shinya Hasegawa, writer Yōji Enokido, and producer Yuuichiro Okuro

and before long also recruiting composer J.A. Seazer, known for his work with avant-garde dramatist-filmmaker-writer-poet Shūji Terayama - another big influence on Ikuni, incidentally. What did Be-Papas make? Just one anime, after which they disbanded. That anime was... Albert Ei-

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That anime was Utena.

Oh man. This is the one.

少女革命ウテナ - Shōjo Kakumei Utena. In English, Revolutionary Girl Utena. Now the time has finally come to write about it, I’m nervous. Could I possibly do justice to Utena in a single blog post? Is that why I spent so long writing about Sailor Moon?

Let’s start with the aesthetic: French Revolution-esque outfits that would be comfortable in Rose of Versailles. A school made of white stone; architecture that is strange, avant-garde. Roses. So many roses oh my fucking god. It draws heavily on the Takarazuka Revue, which I wrote about previously on Animation Night 92 in the context of Ikuhara’s protege Tomohiro Furukawa.

Utena is about a girl called (wait for it) Utena, who attends a school of sorts called Ohtori Academy. But it’s a school only in a fairly abstract sense - it’s more like a palace. She wears a distinctive masculine uniform, and shortly after transferring in, discovers a mysterious underground duelling society who go to a strange abstract battle arena outside of school hours. There, they attempt to strike the rose from the other duellist. The winner of the duel gains custody of Anthy Himemiya, the ‘Rose Bride’. At some point, whoever possesses Anthy will gain the nebulous power to ‘revolutionise the world’. With me so far?

Utena walks in and immediately wins her first duel, establishing an initially frosty relationship with Anthy. But the White Rose duellists won’t take this lying down. Over the first series of episodes, we learn about each of the duellists and their motivating conflicts, culminating in an attempt to defeat Utena. (She walks up the stairs every time.) They lose every time, but the point isn’t really about whether Utena will win or not - it’s about introducing us to a collection of fucked up guys, and then making them even more fucked up.

But it’s not all high drama. A lot of Utena is just straight-up antics, which is to say, just about any time Nanami is on the screen. There’s a greek chorus of shadow girls who comment on the events of the episode. The broad strokes are hard to miss, but the subtler, more obtuse stuff is the sort of thing that can get you into an almost endless rabbit hole of analysis. Don’t take things too literally! You could probably call it at least a little Brechtian in how much it foregrounds its own artifice.

After Utena’s defeated just about everyone at the White Rose, the Black Rose arc introduces a new element. Now, characters from beyond the duelling circle will go down an elevator to guy who renders a fucked up sort of anti-therapy which will motivate them give into their worst impulses and have a go at Utena. Utena, meanwhile, is harbouring a complex where she needs to live up to an ideal of fairytale prince following an incident from her childhood - and oblivious to what’s actually going on with Anthy.

Then at last Anthy’s brother Akio shows up - the actual prince from the upside-down castle in the sky that represents the power to revolutionise the world, and the architect of the monstrous system. It turns out he’s been incesting Anthy, that she’s complicit in all his shenanigans (guess who was behind the Black Rose thing). Moreover, Utena is pulled in to Akio’s orbit, an ugly, abusive relationship... that is conveyed mostly through visual metaphors involving cars.

The finale is... complicated to explain. But it gives us one of the most iconic pieces of cinematic lesbianism ever animated, as Utena reaches for Anthy, refusing to be pushed away (by stabbing) or let Anthy remain in her state of self-inflicted pain, and they are able to escape the academy and its system, at the cost of being separated. What future they have outside the academy is left unspoken...

And that’s just scratching the surface. If you ask the hardcore Utena fan, just about every element of every shot is dripping with meaning. You can’t take everything too literally, but you definitely have to take some portion of it literally or you don’t have a story and characters at all.

Visually, the characters in Utena are designed by Shinya Hasegawa - and as much as they are recognisably ‘90s’, they really push it. People are long and faces - noses and chins especially - are pointy. Characters tend to be reserved and stoic in their facial expressions, unless they’re Nanami, in which case all bets are off. Animation-wise, JC Staff did the work under Be-Papas’s direction - and as much as it uses limited animation for effect, it’s really got the goods, especially in the duel sequences and the bank shots (Utena climbing the stairs? Not CG!).

Did you know Yoh Yoshinari was on it? I didn’t until today! So too was Mamoru Hosoda.

Remarkably for such a deliberately challenging show Utena was pretty successful! This was the era between Eva and Lain: it was an excellent time to be making something really experimental and push those genre boundaries. (One thing I don’t really know is how Utena got funded in the first place, but all the big names attached to the project probably gave them some pull.)

Alongside the anime came a manga by Saito - but neither is really an adaptation of the other, they’re just two different interpretations of the same general concept and premise, produced at the same time. And in fact, Ikuhara and Saito clashed heavily over the direction of the series, particularly in regards to whether the relationship between Utena and Anthy should be presented as romantic. Saito did not believe that shōjo audiences would be on board with the yuri, but Ikuhara refused to back down. (Saito eventually changed her mind.)

With all this success, they went ahead to make a movie. Now, usually a compilation movie of a successful TV series will cut out down the story to fit the runtime, reanimate a few scenes and call it a day. But this would be all but impossible with Utena, which is so tied to its episodic structure and use of repetition. And in any case, Be-Papas had bigger ambitions!

The film would be titled 少女革命ウテナアドゥレセンス黙示録 Shōjo Kakumei Utena: Aduresensu Mokushiroku, literally Revolutionary Girl Utena: Adolescence Apocalypse, though in English it’s usually given the shorter title Adolescence of Utena. It is kinda sorta a condensed version of the series at first... and then in the latter half it goes completely off the rails. This time Akio is long dead. And he’s not the only one! It ends with this absolutely nuts sequence where Utena turns into a car to drive Anthy out of the academy, pursued by Shiori, who also turns into a car. I still can’t say I really understand it, or how it relates to the ‘car is a rape metaphor’ role in the TV series? But it looks beautiful.

Compared to the series, the movie features the expected higher drawing counts and flashier animation... but the really novel aspect is the architecture. This movie goes absolutely wild with it: the Ohtori Academy this time is far stranger and more intricate, looking less like a regular old European palace and more like something dreamed up by the Russian avant-garde.

It’s less of a summary of Utena and more of a companion piece. Seen on its own by someone who’s not familiar with either... I’m not sure how it would come across! Maybe you’ll just think I’m insane. Maybe you’ll be right.

So, some 3000 words into this post, I’ve finally told you the first movie we’ll be watching! That’s right: we’re going to jump in at the deep end and enjoy Adolescence of Utena. You don’t need to have seen the series.

After Adolescence, Be-Papas disbanded, as if following Monsieur Dupont’s injunction that radical groups must exist for a single purpose and then disband. Ikuhara left anime for a long time, like twelve years. He wasn’t entirely cut out from the industry, occasionally dropping in to storyboard an episode or two (for example, Episode 2 of Diebuster, or the OP to yuri series Aoi Hana). But for the most part, he turned his attentions to other mediums.

In that time he published a shōjo manga, which was poorly received for being a lot more conventional than Utena; he also wrote a novel called Schell Bullet which, get a load of this...

As a result of gene manipulation, society is segregated by genes into "Majors" – intersex humans who maintain a monopoly on stronger genetic material – and lesser dual-sex "Minors". (Ikuhara stated that he chose to make the Majors intersex because he wished to create "a race which combines the good parts of both women and men."[1]) Protagonist Ors Break is hired by the intergalactic trading company Balt Liner Corporation to pilot a schell, a bio-organic mecha, by claiming to be a Major. When the truth of his Minor status is revealed, he comes to an agreement with his superior, a Major named Delbee Ibus, to continue working for the organization.[1][2]

...and another serial novel called Nokomono to Hanayome, described as ‘Lolita hardboiled’ (I believe as in ‘Elegant Gothic’ rather than as in ‘Nabokov’s novel’). This last was a precursor to Penguindrum - animal costumes, the a story about the 1995 Tokyo sarin gas attacks.

In 2011, Ikuhara came back to anime. Why? And why did he leave in the first place? itsamystery.jpg. In any case, his new project was... Mawaru Penguindrum. It’s about, I guess you might say, the abandoned children of cultists who connect to a supernatural penguin being through a hat. But honestly it’s even tougher to attempt to summarise than Utena. There’s a “child broiler” involved. That’s just the start. And this post is already very long.

So, it’s time to split it. You’ll be able to read more about Penguindrum tomorrow (or later today, if you’re also staying up insanely late in the UK).

Animation Night 155, in its cosy new Sunday timeslot, will be running (if all goes according to plan) at 8pm UK time. That’s about 13 hours from the time of this post. The plan will be to watch Adolescence of Utena and the two movies of Re:cyle of the Penguindrum, for a total of about five and a half hours. (Sorry Sailor Moon fans! I’d really like to squeeze in the R movie too, but I underestimate how long Penguindrum is in movie form. We’ll find another day to do Sailor Moon though!)

If you’ve read all this so far, thanks so much! I’ve wanted to do a proper Animation Night on Ikuhara for ages, and there’s so much I can write about. So far it’s all history, but we wanna do some analysis too. For now... hold on tight.

#animation night

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littlewestern · 10 months ago

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City of Truro or GWR in general

Ohh, delightful pick! Man, I love this guy. Probably one of the few pieces of art I still like from my early days of drawing humanized engines too, lol.

Truro is so great, what a canvas we've been given as a fandom! That said, since his characterization is kind of sparse I hope you don't mind if I pepper in my own Truro here. I assume you won't since you asked me specifically, but y'know. Fair warning.

Truro is so wonderful because he's absolutely peak Just Some Guy, a regular-degular old passenger engine with job to do, who just so happened to do it really, really well one particular day. I could go on for a while about how I think this would have affected a lot of aspects of his service and preserved life, but the long and short of it is this: Truro enjoys his fame, but maintains an approachable humility that I think other engines are naturally drawn to. It's a potent combination which will easily snare both engines more famous than himself, and unsuspecting ones of more humble origins.

I've previously written him as something of a playboy in my human AU, but it's not that Truro himself is more romantically inclined than other engines, that's just how I decided human-engines would behave if given yearly access to rented ballroom space, hotel rooms, and free drinks. Engines (in Ray world) tend to take a long view of relationship feasibility, and as such are generally polyamorous by nature with a few notable exceptions. Human!Truro has dabbled in fleeting little flings with a few engines, including: NYC 999, the Pioneer Zephyr, and... Well. We all knew where this was going, right?

The only engine more speedy and handsome and dashing and famous than Truro is of course, The Flying Scotsman. It feels right, yeah?

Scotsman has this commanding presence you just won't find anywhere else outside of a room with a Gresley, and he's gregarious and smart and funny and just so winning. This type of personality is like catnip to most engines, but Truro is unique in that he can match that energy beat-for-beat with a sharp tongue and sardonic wit that Scotsman (unlike his brother) finds fascinating and intoxicating. Most engines in the company of the fastest engine in the world would struggle to maintain their composure, but Truro is cool as anything. It's the kind of situation where trying to have a conversation with them immediately feels like an intrusion, because they really only have eyes for each other.

I said most engines in Ray world would be polyamorous, but that's only as a result of the realities of engine life. If you're in service you're constantly away, or if you're preserved, you're probably not preserved at the same place. The logistics of your love life are of no concern to the people who are responsible for you. It's simply unreasonable to expect exclusivity in these cases.

That said, I think Truro and Scot would consider each other to be their first and best options for partners. I know this dynamic lives exclusively in my head, but I hope I was able to communicate why I love it so much without getting too far into the weeds. I feel like most people also ship this, so hopefully my take on it is fresh enough for you! Thanks for the ask!

#little westssays #transmissions from the little western #ship meme #flying scotsman #city of truro #asks #anonymous

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momentomori24 · 1 year ago

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Ok, ZERO ESCAPE 999. This game was a weird one for me. Definitely great, do not get me wrong--- I LOVE this game to pieces and after finishing this post I will finally start VLR during the weekend (hopefully), and mull over the characterization because what the hell, everyone is absolutely hilarious (Junpei, Snake, Seven and Santa specifically I'm looking at you)--- but it certainly left me with a bunch of questions to which I have no answers. Which makes sense considering the next game will most probably pick up where 999 left off so I won't touch on that too much, but everything really felt like a crazy, confusing, convoluted fever dream. In a good way. But still, very cryptic.

Speaking about fever dreams, June's situation is the most unique circumstance for a character I think I've ever seen. If I have everything correct (and correct me if I'm wrong), she originally died in the present timeline in the incinerator room long ago and somehow the Akane we meet in the Nonary Game exists simultaneously dead and alive at the same time in the aftermath of that event--- so basically Schrödinger's cat. The Nonary Game was set up to make Junpei save the Akane through telekinesis to create either a separate timeline or more likely influence the present one so that she can exist normally. That's why she's doomed to disappear in every ending; Junpei doesn't get to recreate that exact scenario in the incinerator room, so past Akane never reaches him and dies the way she was supposed to, meaning June ceases to exist as a consequence. And the burning fevers she would randomly get are her body reliving the memories being burned in the incinerator room 9 years ago. Did I get that all right? If so, then wow, that's not a twist I saw coming at all. Props to the creator of the game, but also how dare you doom my girl like this.

My biggest question how tho. I know that's not the best question to ask in a game where we are literally on the replica of the titanic, the exact same place where half of the cast along with other kids where brought to almost a decade ago because they were targeted by a supposed medical company and leader of said company is also part of our gang, forced into solving locked rooms while death hangs over their heads until 9 hours are over but our protagonist can turn back time without even knowing it every time things go bad, but still. If it's revealed later on then please don't tell me. If not, go ahead.

This is my second attempt to type this because my first drafts somehow didn't save and I'm too lazy to re-do everything so I'll bullet point:

•What happened to Santa in the true ending? Correct me if I'm wrong but I don't think he was present during our car ride. Ace was there, though, despite being taken hostage by him and led away.

•So June is alive, right? Since we rewrote the timeline and helped Akane survive, what happened to her? She vanished on us during our confrontation with Santa, so where did she end up when everything was over?

•Who the hell killed everyone in the other endings? We know Clover goes crazy in one and Ace kills her in another, but what about the rest? We know it's not one of us because every single person we have gets slaughtered in the Sub endings with Junpei last. I did make post about it and I'll stick to what I said, but I guess I'll wait and see if the next game will answer.

•Who is Zero. That's it. I was thinking it was not Santa, to gradually being persuaded into thinking it could be him due to the evidence pointing into direction only for it to have really not him. He is actually more involved than most, but he's not the guy we're looking for (good). Give me answers, game.

Well, rant over for now. I'll probably slightly touch on VLR because I have an assessment to revise for, but I'm excited! I've heard a little about the gameplay and I'm really curious to see how it will pay out.

#momento rambles #zero escape #no proof read I die like my sleeping schedule

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chuuuvi · 10 months ago

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Chuang Asia Thailand Episode 1!

It’s been too long since I got into a survival show lol. I mean my last one was Girls Planet 999 and that was 2 years ago! So anyway I’ll be taking you all with me on this journey by posting the notes I took while watching the episode plus my current top 9. Spoilers ahead!!

•First off before you ask where I’m watching: it’s on the Tencent Video app and it’s free. Ooh and if you’re also watching pls let me know so we can talk about it together!

•I’m happy to see Nene as a mentor! I loved her when I watched Chuang 2020

•This is produced by Jackson Wang? They’ve got TEN??? Okay Chuang Asia I’m interested.

•Looking at the contestant list and of course there are 14 year olds. Don’t vote for the 14 year olds you guys. My personal age minimum for voting is gonna be 17 so I won’t consider anyone younger than that. Contestants that are over 18 get my preference though. The idol industry is bad enough for adults, I’d prefer if we didn’t debut minors as well. I know ironic coming from someone who ults Yeseo lol. (She was the youngest active kpop idol when she debuted in Busters.)

•Also they're really going hard with this being international. This makes Mnet look pathetic for what they did in Girls Planet lol.

•Oh the flirting part with Jasmine was so akwarrrrrrd. 100% secondhand embarrassment.

•I felt bad for Elyn when she was crying and said “No Filming!” But they proceeded to just zoom in on her crying face :( TURN THE CAMERA AWAY FROM HER!

•The trip.com ads are so funny to me because these survival show ads where they pretend to use a product are usually for stuff like snacks or beverages or makeup. But they’ve got these girls pretending to casually book a flight lmao

•The barbie group having only one member thats older than 16 and then proceeding to perform Barbie World where they say stuff like “that pussy so cold” and “he spank me when I get bad” -_- Someone should have made them pick another song.

•OOOH the Avex group’s performance of Left Right was great. Maybe the best of the episode although Mindy was really impressive too.

•Ilene’s little fan moment with Jackson was adorable!

•They announced the first top 9 but I feel like we’re still missing some performances?? Is that an editing thing to get that ranking in the first episode and we ares still going to get more next episode or did they just skip some people? Like I don’t think we saw Ruan and I was waiting for her. I could have sworn there were some CSR members too and I haven’t seen them perform either. I guess we’ll see.

• I watched the theme song on YouTube and it’s so cute!! Weird that it’s all about summer when this is airing in winter though. Is it summer in Thailand?? I thought they were above the equator. Okay yeah they are so idk why they’re singing a song about it being summer. Also I got spoiled for Ruan center! Now I know they wouldn’t just skip her. There’s got to be more intro round performances next episode.

•Okay so my Top 9 picks will be based on who performed in this first episode only so I’m sure it’ll change a lot after ep. 2.

1. R-Jing - She blew me away in the extra performance. Her singing was so pretty! She’s so cute too and apparently trained at SM?? I always latch onto a girl first episode and this is my girl!

2. Akina - Maybe it’s bc of her experience in her past group but she seems really comfortable on stage. I like her vibe and she’s clearly very talented. She seems really nice and down to earth.

3. Rinka - I looked back at her gp999 performances and I can see why I didn’t remember her. She seems to have improved so much though! Her voice stood out positively and she’s got some star power I didn’t see in her old performances. I’m excited to see more of this new Rinka!

4. Lissa - I don’t know how to feel about her strange vibe but I liked her performance. Lots of energy and a nice voice. I’m very intrigued by her at this point.

5. MingMing- such a clear and pretty voice!!! Her and Pangjang together were both the vocal highlights of their team’s performance but MingMing is the only one of the two thats over my voting age limit.

6. Mamcú - Really interesting and beautiful voice. Apparently she competed on the Voice?? We’ll need to wait and see how she does with dancing but she seems really earnest about her desire to he an idol not just a singer so I’ll put my faith in her!

7. Shye - We barely got to see her performance but I was intrigued by what we saw. I don’t know if she can dance yet but I’ll find out soon enough. And lets be real, I have a lil crush on her and thats enough to get you in the top 9 at this point in the game. I mean look at her in her leather jacket!

8. Emma - Her dancing was great and she choreographs her own stuff too! I was really impressed by her dance skills both in her extra performance and the dance battle!

9. Tegan - gorgeous gorgeous deep voice! She’s so pretty too! I really liked her but I have no idea if she can dance. I feel like if she could she would have shown it since she got two performances so I’m hesitant.

Honorable Mentions:

Krista Shim - I’m not voting for Krista because she’s under the age I decided on being my voting limit but honestly I’d put money on her making it to the final group. You can just tell with these shows. It's in the way they edit it.

Mao Xiu Ling & Mao Xiu Ting - Of course we have a pair of twins! I’ve always loved this survival show gimmick. I love their look and their dance together was really cool!

Kaylen - The other half of the Hawaiian Duo! Kaylen pulling Jackson Wang up to the stage with her was such a power move. I didn’t like her solo performance as much as her partner Tegan’s though

Praew- I liked her energy when she introduced herself and then her dancing was insane! I will not be voting for her because she’s 15. She's just a baby.

#cyn talking #tpop #survival show #Chuang asia #chuang asia thailand #watch along #long post #someone talk about this show with me!#come on nct mutuals Ten is a mentor!!

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1500-years-of-evil-spirits · 9 months ago

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Junpei 999, Tenmyouji VLR, and Junpei ZTD for tarot!! They might all be the same but I’m curious :)

Okay, first of all I'm so sorry it took me this long to get a reply out. I have been very sick, had multiple family emergencies, technical difficulties, and basically everything blew up all at once.

999 Junpei is 1 - The Magician. This card highlights intellect, influence, and resourcefulness. It also denotes psychic abilities.

Junpei is the de facto leader, he often gets final say, and many of his choices impact the timeline (influence).

His whole gambit to get Ace to admit to his crimes is the best example of both his resourcefulness and intellect I can think of. Junpei knew he could always just put Ace on blast, but if he did that then it would not only be his word against Ace's, but Ace would have plausible deniability. Instead he decided to get Ace to incriminate himself by using what he suspected about him with a few clever white lies to get him to slip up (Junpei would make a great Ace Attorney character). He knew he had to play it smart if he wanted the truth, but also that he had to be a little secretive about it too. If Ace knew what Junpei was trying to do it wouldn't have worked. It was a lot more thought out and intentional in comparison to Sigma just openly calling out Dio in VLR.

The Magician reversed signifies manipulation, greed, trickery and deceit, and unused abilities.

Tenmyouji gives me reversed Magician vibes, particularly with how many times he backstabs Sigma and the fact that he hasn't been (intentionally) accessing the Morphogenic Field since saving Akane. However, I think 12 - The Hanged Man fits his themes in VLR more.

The Hanged Man is a symbol of feeling trapped (literally in the nonary game), uncertainty, self-limiting beliefs, a lack of direction, and a need for release and letting go.

I noticed Tenmyouji doesn't really say much about himself, but when he does it's typically in a rather self-deprecating way. Whether it's the depression from everything that's happened to him (and the world) over the years, him being too old for this shit, or just him being vague since he doesn't trust Sigma it's very Hanged Man behavior. He also doesn't seem to have much of a goal outside of getting Quark out and doesn't seem to mind the idea of dying to do it. This could indicate a lacking sense of purpose. He clung to the memory of Akane and who she was for so long that when he finally found her and saw her for the woman she had become he no longer recognized her as one and the same.

ZTD Junpei is a trip because he is such an Uno reverse card to his 999 self. 999 Junpei was very no man left behind, but ZTD Junpei is just like screw you guys I'm going home *kills Q & D teams*.

6 - The Lovers in reverse for ZTD Junpei. A lot of his contrary personality and bad attitude stem from his feelings towards Akane. He loves her dearly, but he's also clearly pissed at her too if the cake comment is anything to go by.

The Lovers in reverse signals conflict, disharmony, trust issues, and imbalance. Junpei and Akane are constantly at opposite ends of issues making Carlos be the mediator/deciding vote.

Tl;Dr:

999 Junpei - The Magician (upright)

Tenmyouji - The Hanged Man (upright), The Magician (reversed)

ZTD Junpei - The Lovers (reversed)

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lobstermatriarch · 1 year ago

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10 Character/10 Fandoms/10 Tags

Maybe minus the tags. Tagged by the lovely @anosrepasi <3

Astarion Ancunin, Baldur's Gate 3: Is this a fucking surprise at this point? I have spent real life time staring at my office walls being haunted by this man. He's charming. He's repulsive. He's vicious and self serving and ancient and immature and so desperate to be safe after centuries of living on adrenaline that he will do anything to get you on his side. He's a meta exercise in manipulation, marketed as a hedonistic sex symbol to project fantasies on, then coming out with this nuanced presentation of cptsd/sexual trauma that makes you genuinely uncomfortable with your initial judgements of him. He's the poster child for imperfect survivors still being deserving of kindness, and for the difference kindness can make in breaking or continuing the cycle of abuse. He contains multitudes. I don't think the disk horse was ever avoidable with a character like him.

Anthy Himemiya, Revolutionary Girl Utena: speaking of exercises in projection!!!! Maybe I have a type, or a theme, or something. She's the receptacle for everyone else's hopes for her and ideas of what she could be, an actual object to be traded as a prize. She's a princess, she's a damsel, she's a witch, she's whatever you need her to be. Does anyone know what she is beyond that, herself included? There's been so much amazing analysis on Anthy over the years that I'm not sure I have anything important to add at this point.

Tidus, Final Fantasy X: Early blorbo! Maybe even the first blorbo, though Sailor Saturn might offer competition. I was eleven when I finished this game and proceeded to lose my mind over pretty much every single character at one point or another. I picked Tidus for being the main but I think I do love him the most, too-- there's something about the privileged hero learning how to be self-sacrificial that I think was kind of formative for me. Plus he's a big dweeb and his laugh scene still makes me giggle.

Will Graham, NBC Hannibal: accepting the monstrous side of you, cannibalism as a metaphor for love, sweaty, gruesome, and nonsensical dream sequences, empathy disorders as a psychic superpower, etc etc etc. I could not ask for anything more out of a guy.

Nona, The Locked Tomb: So Nona is my favorite of the books so far, and it's in large part thanks to Nona's point of view. Her focus on what's going on with the kids while the rest of the narrative is in this horrible war zone was really poignant for me? People die, life goes on, kids grow up thinking everything they see is normal. I've taken a lot of writing influence from her narration lately. Granted I (like so many of us) have a soft spot for unhinged women, so trying to pick just one character from The Locked Tomb was SO hard.

Nell Crain, The Haunting of Hill House: If only people cared about her half as much while she was alive as they did after she died! Also, being haunted by her own inevitable tragedy while still managing to find something beautiful and worthwhile in the end.

Jade Harley, Homestuck: by and large I pretend not to associate myself with Homestuck anymore, but it did get me back into fandom after a pretty long time away and Jade still holds a soft spot in my heart. Little feral garden child.

Akane Kurashiki, Zero Escape Series: taking the single most insufferable anime trope (to me at least) and turning it on it's head. The extent of her manipulation by the end of 999 still gives me chills, even though I know the ending, and despite it all she never stops being sympathetic. I love her so much.

Midna, Zelda: Twilight Princess: I named my kitty after her so she's gotta be on the list. She is now 17 and arthritic and still has a lot to say. I'm sure she's criticizing my adventuring skills and/or teaching me how to jump like a wolf.

Cole, Dragon Age Inquisition: I named my other kitty after him so he also has to be on the list. He knocked his cat tree into my partner's coffee table last month and now we need a new one.

Not tagging anyone because tagging stresses me out a bit, but if you would like to do this I would LOVE to see top tens of the moment!

#tag game

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stories-me · 1 year ago

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Potential Character for Mrs. Kelsey and Tumblr 8/10/2023:

SCP-999, the Tickle Monster:

Background:

Some people are described as “bliss on a stick”. SCP-999 is more like “bliss in a Jell-o mold”. He is a little orange blob that constantly wants to help people feel better, and his presence can even help people with psychological problems. Amazingly, he is one of a group of monstrous creatures called the “Children of the Scarlet King”. And compared to his siblings, he is quite delightful. In fact, as the Child representing “Hope”, he is apparently destined to one day defeat his monstrous, eldritch, and vile father simply through kindness and love. Go figure. He primarily eats candy, but is no longer allowed carbonated beverages (the last time someone gave him a can of cola, he spent the next few hours literally bouncing off the walls, then refused to move or eat for the rest of the day).

How he is like me:

I’m gonna be honest, I don’t think this guy is much like me, at times. Rather, he’s something I could aspire to be. Especially if I remember to use calming strategies in time. Stuff like putting my head down, looking at pictures of Smokey, going somewhere else for a while…

Kelsey Notes:

In a way he kind of is like Michael- you prefer for everyone to be happy and it’s difficult for you to understand more complex emotions.

Not in an intellectual sense, but there are many components to process and understand when it comes to someone experiencing more complex emotions.

You like to make people laugh so that is something you have in common with him, when people laugh they are happy

There is such a thing at trying TOO hard to make someone laugh or to make someone happy

Sometimes, we want to feel the way we feel because it’s important for us to recognize why we aren’t in a good mood for whatever reason

For those who don’t experience psychological problems like PTSD, the tickle monster can come in handy for those who are feeling low energy

When we are just trying to make someone happy, we aren’t really thinking about what they need. We are more or less trying to get them to laugh, in some cases to make ourselves feel more comfortable

The tickle monster is tricky because it is important to be positive and upbeat most of the time. But if we are always trying to handle something positively, we aren’t taking a moment to accept that we feel scared or angry (and that something is making us feel that way)

It’s ok to feel those emotions as long as we express them in a healthy way and not lash out at others

He is good in situations when we need to be distracted from a bad mood if we are fixating on something that isn’t making us happy (or fixating on something we’ve done wrong)

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missmonsters2 · 3 years ago

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I would like to request part three of “what’s one kiss between friends” It’s one of my favourite AU’s.

iii. What's One Little Kiss Between Friends

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iii: party of our own

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Note: I'm so glad it's your fav AU bc me too. Listening to the song is essential to this drabble.

College AU set. Feel free to request the next part in my inbox!

I've decided I'm into this drabble series and it'll be dubbed What's One Little Kiss Between Friends Wednesday 💘

part i || part ii

Count: <1k (literally 999)

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"Hey, beautiful, you alone tonight?"

Natasha barely looked at the guy before she replied with a curt, "No."

"Right…" he answered before he awkwardly slinked away.

The interaction didn't bother Natasha in the slightest. People could tell she wasn't in the mood tonight. She stood in the back, leaning against the wall with a red solo cup in hand with some kind of fruity drink she didn't enjoy.

She looked over in the distance to where Bucky was and grimaced at how he was sucking face with his ex, Dotty. Watching her ex with his own ex wasn't exactly putting her in a good mood.

What was even worse was that her eyes kept drifting back to you.

It seemed tonight was just a night of reuniting with exes.

Natasha watched as you stood there talking with Maria and grimaced behind her cup. Why were you bothering with Maria? Wasn't the first-year disaster with her a testament to how it would never work with her?

In fact, Natasha thought curtly, why was Maria at this party? She didn't even go here anymore. She needed to stick to her own school's frat parties!

Natasha watched as you tilted your head back with a laugh at something Maria said and felt something unpleasant bubble in her stomach. Letting out a sigh, Natasha turned her gaze away again.

"Hey."

Natasha snapped her head back. You were standing in front of her, eyes slightly hazy and hair mussed. You were holding a red solo cup that you put into her hands as you took hers away.

"What are you—"

"You don't like fruity drinks, right? Brought you tequila. Would've gotten you vodka but they've only got the shit that's in a plastic bottle and that's just not right."

Natasha can't help but snort, the tips of her ears flushing as she takes a swig.

"So, what's got you moping in the back all alone here? It's very rare of you to be a wallflower. Finally sick of the frat parties?" You smirked at her.

Natasha merely scoffed before sucking in her bottom lip lightly to bite down on when she could see your teasing expression.

"Maybe," was all Natasha could tragically offer.

Then, you're grabbing her hand, and Natasha feels something flutter, and it's arguable worse than having her ears flush.

"Good, I'm over it tonight too," you said as you pulled her through the crowd, not paying mind to the people who'd greet Natasha. "Watching Steve step on Sharon's toes and her being so into it is too horrid to watch any longer." You slightly turned back to give Natasha a grin as you down the rest of her fruity drink.

Natasha found herself chuckling as you grabbed the tequila bottle off the table along with the grapefruit soda.

You led her up the stairs, trying to not trip over the groups of people sitting and chatting—or making out. The first door you opened turned out to have a random couple enthusiastically going at it.

"Oh—" Natasha started to say and tried her best to refrain from laughing when you shushed with a smile before quietly shutting the door.

It feels like an adventure trying to find an empty room in this frat house until you finally give up and open the hallway closet filled with random cleaning supplies and half-folded towels.

You pulled Natasha inside along with you, shutting the door behind her as the two of you slink down to the floor. You turn on your phone flashlight and dim it to the lowest setting.

It was hardly enough to see anything in full detail, but the two of you liked it like this—soft with a reason to be closer.

You had noticed Natasha staring at you throughout the party. It had elated you to have her attention. Then you noticed how Bucky had been just a couple of feet behind you, and you couldn't help but feel your stomach crumble.

But none of that mattered when it was just the two of them, and you didn't want to spend the time humming and hawing who Natasha was staring at when she was looking at you now.

So, you let the alcohol flow through you. You allowed the alcohol to remove any filter from your brain and talked about everything that came to mind.

The two of you talked about the people at the party, about the after-class activities that you both sorely wished you could drop if it wouldn't look so good on your resumes. You talked about how fast time seemed to fly, and you'd both be graduating this year, and despite that, it feels like neither of you really know what you're doing.

You talk and talk until it feels like you both are breathless, warm on tequila, and music pounding from outside the door.

And then the last two kisses you've shared jump into your mind. You stared at Natasha with her flushed cheeks and lazy smile, and you suddenly believed that being drunk was amazing.

Being drunk brought divinations! Like how you don't want chaste kisses anymore. You want to kiss the fuck out of her. You want to follow Bucky's suit and make out like your life depended on it.

You leaned across the space, nose bumping against Natasha's. She smelled like vanilla and tequila, and you loved it.

"Hey."

"Hey," Natasha breathed before she swallowed.

You hovered because there wasn't really any reason to kiss. There was no point to prove and no comfort needed, and you refused to merely chalk it up to being drunk.

"How much have you had to drink?" Natasha asked her breath on your lips.

"Enough to be brave and admit I want it but sober enough that I can tell you I won't change my mind tomorrow," you replied.

"Perfect," Natasha muttered before she surged forward to catch your lips assiduously, gripping the back of your neck.

And just like that, chaste kisses were out the window.

Part 4

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff x y/n #natasha romanoff fluff #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff fanfiction #black widow x reader #black widow imagine #avengers x reader #modern avengers au #mm: answered #femalehomosexual666 #mm.drabble.nat

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afriendlyblackhottie · 4 years ago

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Posey

Summary: Bucky was kind of forced to introduce you to the team now after what happened in Nosy. What could go wrong?

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Black!Reader

Warnings:18+, smut, swearing, voyeurism, daddy kink, hidden camera

Words: 5.8 K

(A/N: I don’t really know how to explain this one. I feel like it’s a little different. Like, reader isn’t necessarily a goddess, but I couldn’t find anything close to what I was describing so I left it ambiguous. This story is just not what I usually write, but I had a lot of fun working on it. It’s also a little long. This is a part two of Nosy. Thanks for reading. Like, follow, and hit reblog.)

Tagging: @titty-teetee @zaddychris @queenoftheworldisdead @olyvoyl @liquorlaughslove @harrysthiccthighss @mariahthelioness29 @donutloverxo @little-baby-vixen @mochamaniacbabe @whiskey-cokenfanfic @iam-laiya @emjayewrites @brattycherubwrites @love-more122 @faye666-999

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“Hey, Bucky. How’s Y/N?”

Tony asked pretty much as soon as Bucky came through the door on Monday morning. He leaned on his palm on the kitchen table with this shit eating grin on his face. Everyone in the room could see how positively giddy Tony was.

Bucky covered his face with his palm because he should have known what would have happened as soon as he walked through the door. “Since we’re all here, maybe this is a good enough time to have that house meeting.”

Tony shrugged. “I would, but I have a thing with Pepper.” He smirked. “Have fun, though.”

“Tony, I think you need to hear this more than anyone,” he said. His face was flat, not amused in the slightest.

“Look, Tin Man, I don’t know what to tell ya, but we have reservations.” He was really trying to keep the smile off his face because he really didn’t feel like getting into a Civil War part two, but it was kind of hard to be serious when he’d seen that video.

Sam was in a similar predicament as he cleared his throat. “Yeah and I have to head to the gym to train some recruits.” He tried to hurry up to finish his cup of coffee.

Natasha and Steve had been eating their breakfast. The redhead got a glazed over look in her eyes while the blond noticeably grimaced. Wanda noticed looking between them trying to get a glimpse into what they saw until an image of a naked Bucky flew into her mind and she decided she’d rather not know.

“Hey that’s not fair. You guys didn’t respect my privacy and-“

“Yeah, you’re right, Barnes,” Tony said, cutting him off. “We’re sorry.”

Rhodey and Bruce were a little taken aback because Tony apologizing was not a normal occurrence. “What exactly happened?” Rhodey finally asked because he realized he’d never heard anything from Tony. Or Sam. Or Natasha. He hadn’t really been expecting anything from Steve.

“It was nothing,” Steve blurted out.

“He has a girlfriend,” Tony and Sam blurted out at the same time. The spy looked down into her bowl of cereal. Natasha licked her lips as her mind flashed another image of that footage. Of course none of them could get it through their heads since they had yet to see Bucky until now, but Natasha was flustered.

“That’s it?” Vision said. “Isn’t that a good thing?”

Bruce sighed in relief. “Yeah. We were worried it might have been Hydra related.”

“No,” he groaned. “Yeah I have a girlfriend.”

Wanda still right-lipped because what the fuck was going through half the teams head. Vision squeezed her hand, noticing how quiet she was.

“You guys got to meet her?” Rhodey asked with a grin. “What kinda girl is Bucky getting?”

The various words they could use to describe you ran through each of their minds, but if they said what they’d been thinking Bucky would probably fight them.

“She seemed nice,” Steve quickly answered.

“Look I just want you guys to respect my privacy. I deserve sometime to myself,” Bucky softened up. At least they weren’t acting like assholes about it.

“Yeah of course,” Sam said.

“Why don’t you have her over for dinner soon?” Vision suggested.

Natasha narrowed her eyes because she was cursing the Android for trying to be a decent teammate. Bucky sighed and shrugged. “We talked about it. I dunno maybe.”

“We’d love to meet her,” Bruce said, trying to be supportive.

“Love to meet who?” Thor asked with a yawn finally coming into the living quarters still in his pajamas.

“Bucky’s gotta girlfriend,” Rhodey teased.

Thor shrugged. “Oh. Yeah, i knew that.”

“How?” Tony asked scrunching up his face.

“His hormones have been all over the place,” he replied. “It’s gotten real fucking annoying.”

“You can do that?” Steve’s stomach suddenly dropped.

His eyes narrowed. "I’m a fertility god. Actually all of your hormones have been very strong. It’s strange.” He went into the cabinet to get his poptarts.

Natasha cleared her throat. “Or maybe your fertility meter is broken. Aren’t you like fifteen-hundred. That’s pretty old.” She smirked.

“Don’t try to deny the truth, Romanoff.” He shrugged, opening the shiny packaging. “Please whatever work out whatever sexual frustration you’re going through because it is getting very irritating.”

It took a month for Bucky to finally get the courage to do it. You were pretty excited about going on a date outside of the apartment for what had been the first time since your first date even if everyone else would be there. As much as you understand why he was the way he was and it didn’t affect how much you loved it, you wished you could do normal things. Like go out to breakfast after a long night or maybe go to the movies.

You were all dressed up in this pretty red dress that flounced around your ass when you walked. Bucky was mesmerized by you since yeah he’d seen you all dolled up before, but it was never like this. You looked like the prettiest little flower. He carefully kissed your lips, not wanting to mess up your lipstick.

“You look beautiful,”

You couldn’t help yourself as you kissed his cheek before rubbing the lipstick smudge away. “I wanted to look nice.”

“You look more than nice,” he breathed, pecking your nose. “You ready to get outta here?”

You nodded. “I got my overnight bag,” you answered, motioning at the duffle bag on the couch. Hopefully after this you could start keeping clothes at the compound just like he did yours.

“Did you choose which stuffy to take?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.

You laughed. “I packed my bee.”

He nodded. “Great. Better to remind you now than have to come back in the middle of the night for it.”

You laughed. “Daddy, I’d never make you do that.”

“Yeah, but the moment you said ‘aw I forgot my stuffy when we’re getting ready for bed,’ you know I’d go get it.”

You sighed. “You’re too good to me.”

“Only because I love you,” he replied with a dopey smile on his face.

“I love you, too. I’m so nervous,” she breathed. “I hope they like me.”

“They will,” he replied, grabbing the pink bag that had been sitting on the couch then grabbed your hand.

Time had been going by so slow since Bucky had left. Not that Sam was counting down the time or anything. Which was also what Tony was telling himself because he was trying to look natural with Pepper right there. Especially since they all now knew about Thor’s hormone powers. He didn’t need to give himself away.

Steve was trying to keep himself busy until they got back. He was really trying to not think about it. About how filthy the two of you looked. How good you took that dick. Fuck he really needed to stop. Maybe Sam’s question was right. Maybe you had a sister or friend or something because clearly it’d been too long for him if he really couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Bucky had been gushing to Steve and Sam from the moment he felt like he was finally able to. Somehow always managing to bring you up. Not that they minded. They were so happy to see Bucky happy. Which is why none of them dared to bring anything up.

Natasha was weirdly stressed. Wanting everything to be perfect. She’d reasoned with herself that it was because, though they had gotten more women around, it was kind of annoying to be around mostly guys all of the time. She needed a new girlfriend.

When you finally walked in, in that short red dress she had to do a double take. You and Bucky looked good together. Really good together. You had this smile on your face as you were tucked into his side and it made her feel some type of way she couldn’t even understand.

“Guys, this is my girlfriend Y/N,” Bucky finally said.

And right at that moment it was like the four of them short-circuited. Like nothing had prepared them for this moment. How the hell were they supposed to act around you. Without Bucky suspecting anything.

Steve cleared his throat as he finally managed to greet you. “Hey, it’s nice seeing you again.”

“You, too,” you said and this being the first time they were seeing you in person and you were speaking to them. It was hypnotic.

Tony was with Pepper, trying to avoid a formal hello. He didn’t want to be rude or anything, but his wife was right here. And you were right there and how the hell did that dress show off your ass like that. How the fuck did Bucky end up with this.

While he was making sure he stayed as far away as possible, Natasha had ended up right beside you. Bucky had his arm draped over your shoulders. Sometimes you’d play with his hand, but mostly you were still tucked into him.

“So how’d the two of you meet?” Bruce asked.

“Well, I volunteer at the farmer’s market in Brooklyn some Saturdays. Bucky would come by my booth all the time.” You giggled, looking at your smiling boyfriend.

“Yeah we just started talking.” He shrugged.

“So what were you doing there?” Sam asked chuckling a little because why the hell was Bucky going to a farmer’s market anyway.

“As if you don’t eat all the fruit I buy from there.”

Sam shrugged. “Okay. Fair.”

As everyone went around asking you question like you were this shiny new toy, Tony was getting intoxicated off your voice. For the first time in his life, he was tongue tied. It seemed like he wasn’t the only one struggling, though.

Natasha was regretting sitting beside you because she could see the little things everyone else was probably missing. Like when Bucky took his hand from around you to putting his hand on your thigh. Gripping it. Getting a little too high up sometimes. Neither of you could probably tell that she was looking, but she couldn’t turn away.

Sam was across from you next to Steve. Trying to not make it so obvious that he was looking. He glanced over at Bruce, rolling his eyes as the man hogged your attention and was making you laugh. Then there was Bucky feeling all up on you.

Even Rhodey was kind of doing the same. You were at the least supposed to be best friends with them if you were dating Bucky, but it was hard not being a chicken shit about it after what they’d seen.

Vision and Wanda were kind of off in their own little world, but there seemed to be a light red glow around them. Pepper was even batting her eyelashes at you and laughing at every little thing you said.

“What can I say, I have a thing for old men,” you said with a laugh at something Rhodey had asked you.

Steve almost choked on a piece of chicken for some reason. Everyone looked at him. “Steve, you okay?” Bucky asked.

He cleared his throat and nodded. “Yeah. I’m good.” He grabbed his glass of water.

“Usually he’s a lot more graceful,” Natasha said with an awkward chuckle. “Hey, so what do you do?” Just trying to make conversation.

“I’m a florist.”

“Wow that’s really interesting,” she said.

“Mhm. It’s how I fund my shopping habit.”

Bucky laughed. “You should see her closet. I don’t think she can get anything else in there.”

Natasha chuckled. “What’s your favorite thing to buy?”

“Well, it depends. I go through phases. Sometimes it’s shoes, sometimes it’s dresses, other times it’s like decor stuff even. Right now and sorry if this is too much information, but right now it’s lingerie.”

Steve started coughing again then cleared his throat as he reached for his water. “Sorry, I’m good.”

The whole time, Thor was looking between the four of them trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with them and if Barnes knew why his girlfriend was putting out those pheromones. Noticing how Stark was being so quiet for once in his life or what Steve was pretty much choking every time you opened your mouth. Sam and Natasha weren’t acting that weird, but he could feel this weirdly sexually frustrating feeling coming off of all of them and it was driving him mad. Then Bucky’s obvious in love air was only making it all more conflicting.

“Have you met Lady Y/N before?” Thor asked Steve, squinting his eyes, looking around at the faces of all his love struck friends.

“Once,” he answered. “It’s a long story.”

They thought it was at least get easier as the night wore on, but yeah that didn’t happen. Finally Bucky decided that the two of you were going to call it a night.

So the two of you started getting ready for bed. Taking a shower together. He’d promised that he’d show you around better tomorrow, but he was more so thinking about taking advantage of the soundproof room.

First he fucked you in the shower. Making your legs wrap around him as he fucked into you. You were scratching at his back, kissing him, moaning for him in a way the two of you normally couldn’t even try because you didn’t want to bother your neighbors. Now he didn’t give a shit.

With your legs all wobbly, you slipped on his t-shirt. He doesn’t even know why you bothered because he was only going to take it off of you again. The cute lingerie you’d packed had quickly been forgotten about.

Bucky got in the bed beside you, holding you close. “I don’t think your friends like me,” you finally mumbled into his bicep as neither one of you paid attention to the movie on screen.

“Why do you say that, Darling?” He frowned because he did kind of notice how weird they’d been, but it never crossed his mind that they didn’t like you.

You sighed and shrugged your shoulders. “I dunno. You didn’t notice anything?”

“I mean...” he sighed, “kind of. I’m sure it’s something completely unrelated to you, though.”

“You sure? I really want them to like me.”

Bucky chuckled, kissing the top of your head. “I know.”

“It’s just like they’re your only family, ya know.”

“They do, Baby,” he said before kissing you. “They’re just weirdos sometimes.” He chuckled. “I’ll talk to them later, okay?”

“I don’t wanna cause problems.”

“You aren’t. They’re probably just feeling guilty over the way they completely ruined my privacy.”

“Maybe.” You purse your lips. “I don’t know. I’m probably just overthinking.”

He frowned, pulling you so you had to straddle his lap. “Hey, if you have a problem, I’d rather know. Even if you think you’re just overthinking.”

You smiled weakly. “I love you, James.”

“I love you, more, Darling,” he said as you leaned down to kiss him. As your kiss started deepening and he started touching all over, it didn’t take long for him to just say fuck it and start fucking you again.

Bucky couldn’t not take advantage of the soundproof room. He was making you cry out in ways he’d never heard you better. It was driving him fucking wild. Especially as you creamed on his dick while you rode him. It wasn’t enough as he pushed you onto your back so he could slam into you so much better.

“Ah, fuck, Daddy!” You cried out just taking it because what else could you do. Even it with every orgasm it felt like he might split you in half.

“That’s my good girl,” he said. “That’s it, Baby. Make all the noise you want.”

Steve walked by for the third time because it didn’t matter how much Tony had tried to soundproof the rooms. His enhanced hearing had made it essentially pointless. Especially when you were moaning that loud.

Not that he was trying to listen. No of course not. That would be so weird. Steve Rogers was no creep. Nope. Not at all. That’s what he told himself as he looked at Sam who was looking at him like he’d grown five heads. “What are you doing?” Sam asked. Of course the three of them shared the same wing of the compound.

“Oh, it’s nothing...” he trailed off, his face getting hot as he heard you call Bucky your daddy again. It was fine. He wasn’t trying to eavesdrop.

Sam raised an eyebrow because he knew Steve enough to know when he was full of shit. “Wait,” Sam said, a little too loudly before lowering his voice, “can you hear them?”

Steve swallowed and chuckled all sarcastically. “Don’t be silly, Sam.”

“You can? What’re they doing?”

“I have super hearing. Not x-ray vision.”

“So you admit it! Are they... you know?” Sam asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

“What? No,” he said. “I mean most likely.” He didn’t want to say that he could hear is oldest and dearest pal fucking the shit out of his girlfriend. He could only imagine what it would sound like if the walls weren’t soundproofed at all.

“Yeah I mean they’re a couple. So they’re gonna ya know.”

“Exactly!”

“Exactly what?” Tony asked, poking his head around the corner of the hallway.

Steve and Sam jumped. “Jesus,” Sam was saying, but once again lowered his voice, “fucking Christ, Tony.”

“What are you doing?” Tony asked, glancing at Bucky’s bedroom door.

“Nothing,” Steve quickly said. What are you even doing over here?”

Tony made a face, shrugging his shoulders. “Oh, nothing. I only own the place.”

“Okay, fair,” Sam said. “But, really what are you doing over here?”

“I’m just... I needed to talk business with Cap,” he answered.

“Okay... so?”

“So, how ya been, Buddy? I feel like we haven’t really talked recently.” He couldn’t exactly tell him that

Steve rolled his eyes and was about to respond, but he could hear your chorus of ‘Daddy-Daddy-yes fuck me, Daddy’ and suddenly he didn’t remember thoughts. God, he didn’t know what Bucky was doing to you, but he would actually pay to watch it.

“What?” Sam asked, seeing Steve’s cheeks get all red suddenly. “What are they doing?”

“Wait, can you?” Tony asked, his jaw dropping and then a grin spread across his face. “Can you hear them?”

The super solider cleared his throat. “What? No that’s... that’s so silly. Why would I do- Natasha?”

Tony turned around to see the red head turning the corner facing them with her eyes all wide. That’s when she did a big, fake yawn, rubbing her eyes.

“Wait, how did I get over here? I must have been sleepwalking.” She rubbed her eyes again for good measure.

“Don’t bullshit us,” Sam said, rolling his brown eyes.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about? What are you doing over here, Tony?” She asked.

“Why do you guys keep forgetting that I own this place.”

“He’s wishing he had enhanced hearing like Steve,” Sam said, giving him away. “Hell I wish I had enhanced hearing like Steve.”

She looked between them. “Wait, are you three trying to listen in on them?”

“As if you’re not with that fake sleepwalking shtick,” Tony said, rolling his eyes.

Steve scrunched up his face as he could hear you tell Bucky to go harder. “What’d she say?” Sam asked.

Steve cleared his throat. “N-nothing,” he stuttered.

“Can you hear them?” Natasha asked trying strain herself so she could at least hear a glimpse.

“No-“ but he cut himself off as he heard your little whiney moaning and Bucky telling you to cum. “Fuck,” he groaned under his breath.

“What are they doing?” Natasha asked.

“He’s, uh, maki- nothing. I can’t even hear anything.”

“C’mon,” Tony groaned. “If you get to hear can we at least get a tiny play by play.”

Steve rolled his eyes. “Why did you even come over here?”

Natasha and Tony shrugged. “Because... I dunno. Maybe they were making out on the couch or something,” Natasha said. “Look okay I’m not afraid to admit that what we saw was hot as fuck, okay.”

“It really was,” Sam said with a sigh, almost like he was ashamed to admit it.

Tony sighed. “I’m married so I plead the fifth because I love my wife.”

The three of them rolled their eyes. “Then why aren’t you with her?” Natasha said.

“Because fuck you that’s why.”

Steve groaned as you were clearly having another orgasm. What the hell was Bucky even doing to you. “What are they doing?” Tony quickly asked.

Steve cleared his throat again. “Nothing.” He could hear you begging for his best friend’s cum and he wasn’t sure how he was managing to not rip the door off the hinges and join because fuck you sounded hot.

“Okay, I can’t take it anymore,” Thor said, speeding around the corner. “Barnes!” He pounded on the door.

The four of them looked like deer caught in headlights. Steve scrunched up his nose as it got quiet on the other side of the door. The four of them were panicking, but trying to not let it show.

It didn’t take long for Bucky to poke his head out the door. They could see you behind him with his shirt on, laying on the bed all fucked out. They were trying to peek more, but Thor was kind of in the way.

“Hey, Thor, is everything okay?” Bucky asked and Steve couldn’t understand how he was so composed because he heard how he’d been with you and fuck. That only told him that they weren’t going to stop anytime soon.

“Let me just say that I am so happy for you and that you’ve found a nice girl, but I can literally feel the hormones from this side of the house and I can’t take it anymore so can you take it down. A little. Thank you.” Before Bucky even had the chance to say anything back, Thor had already started to walk away.

“Sorry,” he called after the god before facing the other four who were still standing there. His eyebrow raised as if to say what the hell are you all doing here, without words.

“I was sleepwalking,” Natasha quickly said except she was really having heart palpitations because Bucky was right there shirtless and his abs looked so good and the way his pajama pants were hanging on his hips was making her want to tackle him into the room so she could have her way with the both of you.

“Yeah and I was...” Steve started, but trailed off.

“We needed to talk,” Tony said. “I just feel like we don’t talk enough, ya know. Do you ever feel like that?”

Sam was a little distracted because he could see you faced away from them. Your ass even looking good in that t-shirt. “Goddamn,” he said under his breath making Steve and Bucky look at him so he covered it up with a cough. “Sorry. I need some water. I’m... parched.”

Bucky looked behind him as you were all curled up in his bed before closing the door behind himself. “Hey, actually can I talk to you guys?”

“Yeah of course,” Steve said, his face heating up since he was expecting the worse.

“So I was talking to Y/N and she said that she was worried you guys didn’t like her,” he said.

“What? No of course we do,” Steve said. “What makes her think that?”

He shrugged. “I dunno. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay. I really care about her and I want you guys to be friends with her, too.”

Natasha poked out her bottom lip, her eyes getting all puppy-like. “Aw. What should we do? Should I go hug her?”

It was a long shot, but would it hurt to ask?

Maybe because the three men shot a look to her as if to say don’t you fucking dare.

Bucky chuckled. “Maybe tomorrow. She’s just really important to me.”

“Yeah, we get that,” Steve said. “And, we’re so happy for you pal. She seems like a great girl.”

Bucky had went back to fill her in on the little conversation and to also take it down a notch, but no to much. While the four of them felt like they could breathe again. “So....” Tony started. “I have something to tell you, but you have to promise not to judge me.”

“I’m always judging you, so that’s not really fair,” Sam said with a shrug.

Steve tried to hide his laugh, but he couldn’t help it. “Yeah, ha ha ha, you’re lucky I haven’t evicted any of you. Anyway,” he continued, “okay so you know the whole Bucky may one day freak the fuck out and go on a rampage so we all need to be prepared.”

Steve squinted his eyes. “No.”

“Yeah, okay, well sue me for preparing for the worst, but when he first moved in, I may or may not have installed cameras in his room.”

Natasha and Steve’s jaws dropped. “Dude, that’s not even cool,” Natasha said.

“What the hell, Tony!” Steve said at the same time.

“Go on...” Sam also said at the same time.

“See someone that understands,” Tony replied. “They’re off right now. Well, they’re usually off. Bucky is a lot more boring than I expected. So I was thinking what if I turn them on and we watch... ya know.”

“I’m so down,” Sam quickly answered.

Steve and Nat looked at each other because even though they knew this would totally be gross and if Bucky ever found out, he’d probably kill them, but what if he never found out. “I mean... it wouldn’t hurt,” Steve finally said.

“Ya know for research purposes,” Nat added.

“Exactly.” The blond nodded. “Just... to get it out of our system. We won’t do it again.”

They made sure the coast was clear to get into Tony’s office. So that no one would catch them in the act or try to waste their time. It didn’t take him long to get everything going.

All of the thoughts Steve was having about how he was invading his best friend’s privacy were pushed to the side when he saw Bucky ramming himself into you. His t-shirt now thrown across the room. “Don’t run,” Bucky growled, smacking your ass. “This is what you wanted so you better fucking take it.”

“Oh my god,” Natasha breathed.

Steve gulped, his breathing feeling all heavy because you looked so good. “Daddy, I’m sorry,” you sobbed into the pillow.

“Oh my god,” Tony was the next to say, his head lolling back because why was this so hot.

Sam jaw dropped because you were really just there taking it. After you’d apparently asked for it. He tilted his head to the side as if he’d get a better angle that way.

“Fuck!” You moaned. “You’re gonna make me cum again.”

“That’s it, Slut. Cum for me,” Bucky said, under you to start rubbing your clit with his metal hand.

Steve swallowed so hard suddenly feeling like he was dazed out.

It continued like this. Them just watching. Tempted to play with themselves, but never giving in. As Bucky pulled out so he could make you ride him.

Seeing the way your back arched as you threw your head back. The way you were playing with your tits. There was something hypnotic about the way you were gyrating your hips.

Then something amazing happened. You decided to stop doing that so you could turn around and ride him in reverse. Giving them full view of your naked body. Your tits on display and a really nice view of your pussy stuffed to the brim with cock.

The four of them stayed quiet. More preoccupied with your moans and how Bucky was fucking you. The way your mouth was dropped open. Your eyes screwed shut. How it sounded when Bucky smacked your ass again. The way you were calling him Daddy.

It was so filthy.

It got to a point where Steve was almost questioning his reality. If he was even awake. How this all felt like some strange wet dream, but better. Like how fucking hot you looking taking his best pal’s hard dick. How you seemed to be barely hanging on. Steve could so fuck you like that. Make Bucky watch him take his girl for once.

Natasha wasn’t saying it out loud, but she was picturing herself right there. Maybe riding Bucky’s face while you rode his cock. Then you could take turns. How she wanted to put her mouth on your clit as Bucky fucked you.

Your dropped open mouth looked so inviting to Sam. Like he could slide right in between your lips. Maybe you’d let him thrust down your throat. After everything he’d been through with Bucky over these last few years, he’d never do that. Was fantasizing the worst thing, though?

Tony was really trying to not think, but the way you were moaning Daddy was making it so hard. He was married. He didn’t need to think about another woman. Especially one that seemed to really be into her significant other who was also kind of his coworker/roommate. Except he was kind of thinking that if something happened between you and Barnes, how innappropriate would it be to ask Pepper to open the relationship.

A knock on the door knocked them out of their thoughts. Also almost making them almost jump out of their skin just as Bucky out you on your knees in front of him.

“1 2 3 not it,” Tony said.

“Not it,” Sam said right after.

“Not it,” Natasha added quickly.

Steve showing his age a little just looking between them. “What?”

“Just get the door, Rogers,” Tony said, clicking to another page just in case.

Thor. Again.

“Look, I don’t know what’s going on with all of you, that’s none of my business,” he started. “But, I can only handle so much at once and it’s so weirdly intense.”

Steve cleared his throat, trying to block Thor from seeing inside. “Yeah sorry we’re just um.... talking about...”

“Um, strippers?” Natasha said not really sure what the fuck she was supposed to say.

“Yeah. Strippers.” Steve closed his eyes, gritting his teeth.

Thor sighed then noticed the sound coming from the speakers. Their eyes all getting so wide so the god laughed. “Are you all watching porn together?”

“... yeah...” Sam said.

Steve scrunched up his face again, pinching the bridge of his nose. Thor peeked around him before he could react just as Tony clicked on it to hit mute. The playful smile on Thor’s face dropped as he realized who was on screen. “Did you- did you put a cam-“

“Just come in,” Steve said, cutting him off.

“You fucking suck at this, Rogers,” Tony said.

“Fuck off, Tony.” He groaned, sitting back down. “Okay so what happened was...”

As they all took turns telling Thor how they got to this very desperate point he just stared ahead. The more they went on about it the more the weird feelings set in. Like how the hell did this happen. How was this even real life.

Thor sighed, tilting his head to the side as he watched you now underneath Bucky with your knees up to your ears. “Wow she is... I see why you all got so obsessed.” He squinted his eyes as you panting up at Bucky as he shoved himself inside of you.

“Look, we know this is weird, but we just... look at it,” Natasha said.

“No I... I see. Damn,” he added under his breath. “I have a few theories and they all point to Barnes being lucky as hell.”

“What do you mean?” Sam asked.

Thor sighed before he began to explain.

The five of them had fallen asleep in the office all cooped up since there wasn’t much space. After Thor pretty much went over every aspect it all started to make their intense attraction make sense. That didn’t stop them from watching though.

A knock on the door is what woke them up. A half-asleep Tony getting up to answer it and cursing himself when he saw his wife on the other side. “What the hell were you all doing all night?” She asked.

Tony yawned. “We were just... talking. I’ll be out in a minute.” He kissed her cheek.

“No come on. I waited for you all night and my vibrator can only do so much,” she said, grabbing his hand to yank him out of the room.

Now that they were all awake and seeing Tony get yanked away by his wife.

Natasha yawned as she stumbled into the common room. Her red hair all messy and a crick in her neck from how she had slept. Steve was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes while Sam was trying to stay awake enough to not run into anything. Thor not really needing sleep was just fine, though.

“Good morning!” You said all cheery as you and Bucky walked into the room all dressed up and ready to go. After what they’d seen they weren’t sure how you were walking around all bright eyed and bushy tailed or how you could walk.

“Morning, guys,” Bucky said, not matching your enthusiasm, but certainly looking well rested.

They all mumbled there hellos and good mornings. “Where are you guys going?” Thor asked.

“We’re going out for brunch,” you were trying to not let it show how excited you were for such a simple thing. Except when Bucky woke up and told you to get ready but was like music to your ears. It seemed so small, but the two of you were finally going to be able to have a life outside of your apartment. “You’re welcome to join us.”

“We wouldn’t want to intrude,” Natasha said.

“No it’s okay,” Bucky said. “The more the merrier.”

You nodded. “Mhm.”

As Steve’s eyes drifted to your cleavage he cleared his throat. “Yeah, I’ll go with you. Just give me a minute to get ready.”

“Me, too.” A suddenly fully awake Sam said before pretty much sprinting down the hallway.

“You coming, Natasha?” You asked.

“Oh, I’m coming alright,” she replied walking towards her wing of the house. “I’ll be ready in five.”

Thor was still there, eyeing you up and down like he was inspecting everything about you. Whatever energy you’d been putting out last night wasn’t as strong, but it still lingered in the air. “So,” he started, “what exactly are you?”

You smiled brightly before opening your mouth to answer his question.

“Ah...” he replied. “Did you know, Barnes?”

“Of course I did,” he replied, wrapping his arms around you.

“Huh...” Thor said, walking away from the two of you. “I shall join you for brunch. I must know more.”

“See, I told you they liked you,” Bucky said, kissing your cheek.

“You don’t think I was affecting them, do you?” You asked.

“Nah,” he replied. “I think they’re all stronger than that.” He turned you around in his arms, putting his hand under your chin so he could place a loving kiss on your lips again. “Can’t wait to fuck you all over the place when we get back.”

#bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x black!reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x female reader #sebastian stan smut #Sebastian Stan x black!reader #sebastian reader x reader

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SCP Scenarios: When you try you commit suicide (REQUESTED)

WARNING: If you are or know anyone who is suicidal, please get them help! If this topic triggers you, please leave now!

And if anyone's putting you down and you feel this way, let me know (So I can yah yeet them into hell and back again then throw them into 939 and 682's cell >:D)

SCP 073 (Cain)

Cain's heart drop when he figured out that you were suicidal

He probably has figured out bits and pieces since he noticed that you've acted a lot more different than usual

You came from a very abusive family and everyone around you were toxic

Then you came into the foundation and worked hard enough to stress you out

Didn't help that much since your mentor died from an SCP and some of your coworkers were being bullies to you

Which then drove you to become even more suicidal

Found out much later when someone called him in because you were at the medical bay

Glass was sat there beside you and wanted to check up on you

No responses were heard and Glass turned to see Cain's pained look

He told Cain everything that has happened and he was truly heartbroken by all this news

Cain had tried to comfort you and would give you some space if you need

Would remind you every so often that he loves you and makes sure that you're taking breaks

Definitely dealt with the bullies without you knowing

SCP 076-2 (Abel)

He's quite dense so he might not know that you're suicidal

Probably noticed a few changes in your behaviour but wouldn't question it

Definitely didn't try and threaten to kill everyone once he found out that you were injured

Stormed into the medical part of the Foundation and asked for you

Was about to drag you back to his cell but was stopped abruptly because the doctor who was treating you said the scars were from yourself

Abel looked at you with confusion and hurt

He allowed you to rest in the hospital for a couple of days and asked so many questions

And realising that it was because of your PTSD working with the Foundation and not wanting to stress further

Swore to protect you for all of eternity and wouldn't allow you to go back on the field

So you settled to work in an office instead, handling safe classes and taking some time off

Abel monitored you to make sure you don't do it again

Definitely gave you a huge lecture

It was loud enough for the whole floor to hear and everyone just stopped what they're doing just to see what was happening

SCP 999 (Tickle Monster)

To say 999's little jello heart shattered to a million pieces was an understatement

Nobody has ever seen a bright orange blob of happiness looked so worried and somewhat traumatised as he had received the news

That said news was you trying to commit suicide

And fortunately, there were people around to stop you from hurting yourself even more

999 slithered over as quick as possible and went in to check on you

The first thing he did was to give you a big warm hug and to tell you that he cared about you and you meant everything to him

He never complained about you once and you were grateful for that

999 didn't question your reason for suicide since he knows it'll make things worse and that you'd open up to him whenever you were ready

He saw many of the scars you have on your body and was immediately concerned

Noticing this, you explained your situation to him and he was very much understanding

999 would comfort and support your decisions in not trying to commit suicide

Everyone outside just peeked in and was relieved that you've agreed to work on this together with 999

SCP 682 (Hard to Destroy Reptile)

When 682 heard that you wanted to commit suicide, he was confused and concerned

Part of him wanted to know why and the other part told him that you were stupid for doing that

The both of you were transferred into another room as requested by 682

The very first thing he did was to shout at you for doing something so stupid

Moments later after you cried for a bit, he checked up on you, asking if you were alright, making sure you were comfortable and nuzzled your side for a bit

Once you were relaxed, you've told him everything that's been happening and he listened for once

Which did surprise the researchers when they found out moments later

Unfortunately, 682 did breach containment just to hunt down whoever made you feel that way and he did succeed

Then casually went back to his cell which shocked everyone, even you

Well, let's just say that you were feeling much better and nobody ever bothered you again

SCP 049 (Plague Doctor)

049 was sus since you were acting strange lately

He had 100% noticed the scars but didn't ask, thinking that you went on a mission and you were just injured and you went to the medics

Later on, his heart dropped when he heard someone say that you seemed like ending your life, which you did

He came into the room you were in and checked on your injuries and scars

You could see the pain in his eyes when he connected the dots and you didn't need to say a thing for him to understand that you did all this to yourself

049 just sighed a little, took a chair and sat on it then nursed your injuries and gave you such a disapproving look

"Who is it this time?" he asked which shocked you since you've never told him explicitly that something or someone bothered you

But you weren't that surprised since your bird boi is observant af

So you just told him everything and he dealt with the situation professionally

And whoever/whatever's bothering you just vanished out of thin air and nobody ever questioned it

SCP 035 (Possessive Mask)

As I've mentioned in the other chapters, 035 is a master manipulator and actor/actress

So when it comes to body language and the tone you'd use when talking to someone, he would have an idea of what's going on

So when you secluded yourself every passing day and would avoid talking about reoccurring scars on your body, 035 would have quite an accurate guess

When he confronted you about this, you shied away from him for a moment

Since you know 035 well, you just told him everything as he listened intently

He just absorbed all the negativity from you and you just felt better

035 would reassure you and you blindly listened and feel much better with him

And of course, like any other partners out there, he dove into whoever was making you feel suicidal and sorted it all out

After a couple of days, you went back into 035's cell and asked about the missing person

All 035 told you was that the person just got eaten by some SCP and nobody knows how the said person got there

SCP 105 (Iris)

Iris might question your scars here and there if you ever had them

She might not even think that you were suicidal until you showed the obvious traits or if someone told her that you were in the medical bay

Would 100% lecture you about being suicidal then comfort you a second after she's done

She's just super worried about you and even though she's in the foundation with you most of the time, there are moments where she's asked to go into the field with the MTFs

As Iris is rightfully worried about you, if she can't stay with you, she'd make Cain, Dr Glass and Dr Lights watch over you

Maybe Kondraki if he's ok with this

Might even go to Clef and/or Bright if she really needs to

At least they can keep your minds off things

Iris would tend to any of your scars and injuries and motivate you to live

Shows you loads of photos of the happier times you've both shared

Would never let you touch anything that can cause you an injury

Definitely would deal with whoever's making you feel that way if there was that someone

SCP 106 (Old Man)

106 would probably find it hard to grasp the concept of emotions other than the few basic ones

So when he was informed about your attempted suicide, he was confused

not because he didn't understand it, because he definitely did

It's just because he never understood why anyone would do such a thing

Even more so if that person was you

When 106 came to visit you, he would unintentionally show his worried expression which saddened you

Is definitely torn between just comforting you and wanting to ask you about your issue

You did tell him at the end about you wanting to commit suicide and 106 telling you to never do such a thing

Making sure that if someone made you feel this way, he'd deal with them right away and you'd never have to worry again

Although he finds it hard to sympathise with others, he did understand the term, so he would try his best to do so

SCP 096 (Shy Guy)

He's basically 106 but a little denser

096 is 100% more anxious than the other SCPs here and would definitely show signs while he's being observed in his cell

Kind of understands the term 'suicide' but not to a full extent

Like he knows what it is, but not how and why people would do so

When 096 got the news about this from your psychologist, he literally went brrrrrr

Went to check in on you and gave you a bone-crushing hug

Made sure that any injuries were properly bandaged and treated

Started to cry midway through

You explained to him that you didn't go all the way because you knew that he needed you and you'd never leave him alone again

096's worried expression slowly turned to happiness and gave you another hug

Dr Jack bright

Bright would notice something's off with you but wouldn't say a thing just yet

Like if he notices that whatever is happening to you has worsened then he'll confront you

At first, you would avoid his gaze and questions, but you ended up telling him everything that's been happening

Bright was shocked and conflicted about all this information

You could literally see him tearing up as he was trying to find the words but couldn't

He ended up giving you a big teddy bear hug

And you just cried into his shoulder/chest

Jack Bright would try his best to comfort you because he wants to take all the pain away

Whenever he's on break, he'd make sure to check up on you

If he was busy and can't visit you, he would make sure to send someone to check up on you

Most likely Dr Glass

Would tell you about his dark thoughts as well

Only because he understands and you wouldn't feel alone about this

Dr Simon Glass

Glass would definitely know

He's a psychologist after all

Would find a way to get you to be more vocal about the issue

And it's quite subtle so you wouldn't know

Once he gets all the information he needs, he'll start to find ways to minimise the chances of you feeling suicidal

He's just so subtle about this that you wouldn't even know

Once you feel better, Glass feels more relaxed knowing that he helped you overcome the issue

Would 100% still watch out for you in case it happens again

Everybody else notices this and helps poor mama Glass look out for you too

Wouldn't necessarily beat up anyone if they hurt you but would definitely give some warning signs to back off though

Sometimes our hardworking Dr Iceberg ends up helping him because mama Glass is busy af

Dr Alto Clef

As dense as he may seem when it comes to emotions, he is very much aware of your unusual behaviour

Would most likely ask for some advice from Dr Glass

By ask I mean he booked in a therapy session for you and tricked you into going

And yes, you did end up going to see Glass

Simon then informed about your situation with Clef and he was stunned

If it was someone/something making you feel this way then he'd go out of his way to sort it out

After all, Clef is rather good at completing missions

Makes sure to comfort you whenever you're down and suicidal

Sometimes he'd even share his experiences with you

Would try and act goofy but came out rather annoying

Ended up asking Bright to help him cheer you up

Dr Benjamin Kondraki

Kondraki is a little dense but would notice something's off

Wouldn't be 100% sure so he just keeps the thought to himself instead

Would also go to Glass for some advice about your strange behaviour

Glass ended up teaching Kondraki some psychological stuff just so he can be left alone for once

Would never make you feel down about yourself

Definitely would motivate and compliment you

Acts all fatherly with you

Like he's protective with you to the point some people would jokingly say he's your dad

Making you share a room with him because he's worried and wouldn't act up weirdly when you're along

Kondraki might resort to asking Bright and Clef for some help

Might even ask Iceberg to do some of his paperwork because he wants to spend more time with you

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Of Quartz I Will

Amethyst You So Much✨ Part 2: Of Quartz I Will

Summary: after 2 years of dating, Spencer decides it's finally time to get Y/N something to match her Amethyst bracelet.

Warnings: fluff, gun violence, shooting tw, Reid's season 5 knee injury, hurt/comfort, emotional smut, body massage, hand jobs, riding, penetrative sex.

word count: 6K

Spencer notices her as she walks in, through the briefing room window, she’s wearing his purple shirt. He wanted to wear that for work today but couldn’t find it anywhere, now he knows why.

“Excuse me,” he says to his group of teammates as they contribute reading case files.

“Hey,” Spencer grabs her attention from the railing beside the briefing room. “I’ve been looking for that shirt everywhere.”

“It’s mine now,” she smiles, setting her things down at her desk for the night. “I’ll buy you a new purple dress shirt.”

“Buy yourself one, I like that one,” he whines.

“Finders keepers, doctor Reid. Either stop leaving your shit on my bedroom floor or move in already.”

Everyone hears it. All eyes are on them as they bicker in the middle of the bullpen, including the team of profilers just beyond the window.

“Okay,” he agrees. “We’ll talk about this later.”

She climbs the stairs quickly, giving him a good morning hug even though it was 9pm. “I love you, that’s why I’m wearing your shirt.”

He smiles against her shoulder as he holds her, “I love you, more so in my shirt.”

When he sits back down at his chair at the round table, everyone is waiting with a raised brow. They want details, they want his opinion, they want to hear him stutter and see him blush like he used to. But he doesn’t.

“Yes, I will be moving in with her. We have people to save,” Spencer reminded them. Avoiding eye contact and flipping through the files.

Derek tugs on his amethyst bracelet, he hasn’t taken it off since he got it, almost 2 years ago. “Are you ever going to get her any other jewellery?”

“When she goes home I’ll show you,” he whispers, still avoiding eye contact as they all gasp. “Keep it cool or I will kill you.”

He keeps an eye on her at her desk, smiling when she looks up to see him. She blows him a kiss and waves softly a few times, but other than that, they don’t talk for the rest of the day.

—

The next time She sees him, he’s in her bed sound asleep as she’s coming home from work. She sits on the edge of the bed and brushes his hair away from his face to wake him up gently, he blinks into the morning sunlight to see her.

“Good morning,” he smiles.

She’s in his pink shirt today. She liked to keep something of his close on bad cases that take him out of town. In this case, out of the country. He was in Canada for a few days, the case was horrific and she had to deal with all the office work in Penelope’s absence.

“Amethyst,” she whispers, it was part of their secret code.

Spencer, being a cunning linguist, he loved anagrams.

They had Amethyst for I miss you, Quartz for of course, and Olive for I love you. It was easier to keep the PDA to a minimum at work, not wanting to sit in a seminar like Derek and Penny about sexual misconduct and hostile work environments.

“Olive,” Spencer replies, pulling her down into the bed so she can cuddle in.

“We can’t stay, there’s another case. JJ told me to bring you in on my way home,” she explains softly. “They need you to go to ER Doctor Barton’s house, in McLean, he got a note saying someone was going to kill his son. So far they’ve also connected him to a few surrogate kills of Hispanic men, they need the speed reader to go through all his recent surgeries.”

He sighs, holding her tightly and snuggling in against her back, “no.”

She laughs, “Spencer, you can read really fast and the faster you read the faster you can come home to me.”

“Fine,” she has perfect logic, he always tells her that. “Are you driving me to the guy's house?”

“Yep, so we can stop for coffee and talk in the car, I really did miss you a lot,” she struggles out of his grasp to turn and face him, opting to hold his face in her hands as she looks at him. He’s exhausted, just like her.

“I missed you too, I’m sorry I was gone so long,” his voice is barely a whisper, “We should take a day off together soon.”

“Yeah,” she smiles wider, completely in love with him. “I’d really like that, maybe we can look at apartments?”

“Apartments?” He repeats the word with a grin, raising his eyebrow softly. “I thought you liked it here?”

“It’s too small, I want to get a cat, if you’re bringing your closet here we’re going to need a bigger one,” she ranted. “And actually, I was thinking if you’re on the same page as me and this is a long-term thing for you too, what if we just got a bigger place and got a mortgage and start a little life outside the FBI, together?”

He’s so in love with her, “get my bag?” Is all he can say.

“What?” She’s so confused, shaking her head softly as she comprehends it.

“On the floor there, grab my bag, please there’s something for you in there,” he points behind her, trapped under her and the blanker so it’s not like he could get it himself.

She gets up, placing the bag on the bed for him as she watches him dig through it for a little box. “Arminius helped me pick this out.”

He had become best friends with the owner of the rock shop, she wasn’t surprised to hear that he had gotten something else from there for him. It made her giggle with excitement, bouncing softly as Spencer sat up and moved his bag out of the way.

But then he got out of bed, he’s in a pair of purple boxers and his hair is a mess and he’s so nervous and she has no idea why until he gets down on one knee.

“I was waiting to do this.”

“Holy shit.”

He nods with a shaky laugh, “yeah, I’m in it long term if you are?”

“How the fuck am I supposed to drive you to work now?” She laughs, unable to stop smiling as the two of them stare hopelessly at each other. She hasn’t even looked at the ring yet, too occupied with the wonderfully happy look on his face.

“Quartz,” is all she can say, flabbergasted as she keeps laughing with a shocked smile.

He takes it from the box and she watches as he slides the most beautiful purple Amethyst ring over her ring finger and then her hands are back on his cheeks. Pulling him into a kiss, she can’t seem to hold him close enough as she breathes in. Holding her breath as she keeps him there.

He pulls away with a laugh, “when are we supposed to be there?”

“Now.”

“Damn,” they’re all giggles.

And it doesn’t stop, she takes off Spencer’s shirt and he puts it on instead, matching it with a vest and a tie while she makes him a coffee and can’t stop smiling as she glances at the ring.

It really only made sense for their engagement to happen in the same place she fell in love with him.

Sure, she liked him a lot when he was getting her rocks and she really wanted to get to know him more after his last note, but it was the bracelet that made her fall in love. He went out of his way to make her smile on what felt like the worst day of her life, and she knew she wanted forever with him from then on out. Now she was going to get it, she was going to be Agent Y/N Reid, and her ring was absolutely perfect.

He catches her taking photos of it in the sunshine when he comes out of the bedroom. She still can’t stop smiling, it’s just so perfect and she’s just so in love with him.

They get muffins from the bakery under her apartment before getting in her car, “where is it?” Spencer asks, playing the role of GPS whenever they drove together.

“120 Kensington Road, McLean Virginia,” she members it clearly.

“Take a right,” Spencer smiles, and she’s off.

She drives with one hand, looking at her ring almost more than the road as Spencer held her other one. She pulled up to the Doctor’s house and he didn’t want to leave. Sighing, he looked at her with puppy dog eyes.

“I will see you when you get home, I’m going to call out after this case is done and you get mandatory 24 hours off for back-to-back cases,” she said, knowing protocol almost better than him. “Go to work.”

“Fine,” he frowns again, getting out of the car and walking around to her door. She rolls the window down and tilts her chin up, leaning out for the kiss he’s waiting to give her.

“Let me know when you’re done, I can come and pick you back up,” she whispers against his lips between kisses.

One last smooch and he pulls away, backing up so he isn’t tempted to stay any longer, “olive.”

“Olive,” she replies with a smile, waving slightly before he disappears behind the door.

She releases a long sigh, melting into the chair as she lets the butterflies swarm around a bit in her stomach, it felt wonderful.

She went home, napped from 10 till 2 and then sat in bed to stare at her beautiful ring for a little while. She couldn’t believe he proposed just like that. All she asked was if he wanted to get a mortgage on a house and she guesses he heard "spend the rest of your life with me."

Sometimes, when Spencer was on a case in Virginia and too busy to keep her updated, she would turn on the police radio and listen to what was going on around in the area. It was good to keep her mind preoccupied and to remind herself that he was safe.

At least that’s what it used to do.

“Shots fired at 120 Kensington Road, McLean Virginia, 10-999, 11-41, all units in the area are requested.”

“10-999, officer down, 11-41, send ambulances,” she whispers to herself, remembering all the dispatch lingo from the office.

She doesn’t have time to panic, she unlocks her safe and grabs her gun, loading it and then she’s out the door, in her car and pulling up behind the sheriff's car as she’s running out.

She tosses her badge up to show the cops as she tries to run onto the scene, “I’m an FBI agent on his team, let me through!”

She slides her knees along the grass, surely ruining her jeans as she dives for him. She places a hand on his bloody knee and looks everywhere else, “are you okay? Are you good? Holy shit, Spence?”

Her breathing is so heavy, she clutches her chest with her left hand and tries to calm down as he looks up at her and they breathe in and out a few times without breaking eye contact. He’s completely fine, there’s just a bullet in his knee, he assures her.

“I’m fine,” he laughs lightly, wincing at the pain as he leans forward to kiss her gently.

She’s there only 2 minutes before Derek, JJ and Rossi are pulling up on the scene. Everyone huddled around them on the grass as the EMTs bandaged his knee up before taking him to the ambulance.

“You need to call Emily,” Spencer speaks over everyone, “something happened to Hotch, I’m fine here with Y/N, just go see him.”

He was always going to be fine with her, that was for sure. She never left his side, except when they took him in for surgery and forced her back into the waiting room. But as soon as he was okay again, his hand was in hers.

—

He was given a month off after his knee surgery, but he still ended up in the office most nights. Becoming more of a night owl than usual as he accompanied his fiancé to her desk and sat beside her as she did her work. It was really nice to spend time with her and not have to do anything.

Of course, he filled his time by going over other case files, things they weren’t able to get to as a team and things that didn’t fit the criteria of the BAU. He made phone calls and sent emails, helping small-town cops make simple connections and doing more good that way.

He sat at her desk, his leg resting over her lap as she made a few phone calls. Handing the background of the cases, filing off invoices and approvals. Dispatching units and requesting files and overrides from other departments. She was amazing.

She hangs up the phone, finally, after 45 minutes of rolling her eyes and sighing as she was transferred from office to office all around America. She places her hand on his leg and absentmindedly runs her hand along his shin, staring off at the desk, silently.

“Are you okay?”

She nods, “do you think you’re healed enough to start looking at places?”

He nods back, “actually, I already found one. Hold on,” he slides his leg off her lap and stands with his crutches, hobbling over to his desk where he looks through his files for a new folder.

When he comes back to her, he places the folder in her hands, “forever homes,” is listed on the tag and he sees her heart melt in her eyes. She opens the folder as he sits down, there are about 15 pages of house and apartment listings printed off.

“When did you do all this?” She whispered, shocked and not wanting to cry at work.

“Before I got shot, I was on the phone with Penelope and I asked her to help me find some, she printed off like 50 and I selected the good ones, but there’s more if you don’t like an-“

“Babe,” she cut the rant short, “I’m sure I’ll love any of them, as long as they come with you.”

He pulls a specific sheet from the pile, “this one is my favourite.”

She can see why, it’s a large, green exterior, Victorian home. There’s a turret and a porch, large windows with a bench seat in the kitchen. A garage, 4 bedrooms, a finished basement, a study and a pretty nice backyard.

“It’s a bit of a fixer-upper, but Derek said he’s willing to help teach me how to fix some stuff,” Spencer pressed his lips together awkwardly. He really wanted this on.

“Let’s get a Realtor and set up a walk-through,” she agreed, “and we should bring Derek because he’ll know more than most inspectors anyway. I don’t want to get a place with a cracked foundation or a faulty water heater.”

He smiled again, “remember last week when I had that extra appointment?”

She tilted her head, “no, there is no way you’ve already been there to check it out without me.”

“And I put an offer in, but I was waiting for your approval,” he adds, nervous for her to hate it.

“With what money? I thought we were doing this together?” He’s not sure why she’s upset, normally she loves his surprises.

“When I sold my moms house, I invested the money and it’s been gaining interest for years now,” his voice is soft, “I got through college with scholarships and if I was ever down on money I just had to go to one casino and I always leave with two grand, minimum, I promise, I’m really in this for the long run. I know what I'm doing.”

She smiles, picking up the listing and calling the agency. “Hi this is Y/N Y/L/N calling, my fiancé, Doctor Spencer Reid, recently put an offer in on the listing for 247 Chestnut Drive, I’d love to come and see it soon and take some measurements and things. If you could call me back…”

Spencer is so in love with her it hurts. He wants to scream right then and there, like a kettle on a hot stove for too long, he’s bursting at the seams. She hangs up the phone with the best smile he’s ever seen, “I’m going home early, cause I’m sick, care to join me?”

She stands then, putting her hand out for him so he could stand with her help. “Quartz,” he replies, taking her hand and stands, she gathers their things and she clocks out. No one really cared about all her sick days, she did her job well and they wanted the good doctor to be taken care of.

When he finally gets to show her the inside of the house, she is so in love with it. The hardwood is all original, same with the railings, shelves, banisters and countertops. They're all rustic and beautiful, she can’t help but run her finger over everything as she looks around with an open mouth. X

The kitchen cabinets are green, there is a beautiful colourful wallpaper as a backsplash… and it’s completely empty. It was a remodel, some house flippers did it up and didn’t want to stay. It was made more modern, updated appliances and every safety protocol met. It was perfect.

She turned to him with a smile after only 5 minutes of looking, “this is it.”

“Good,” the women showing them around said, “because your offer was approved, with your say so I can get everything started with escrow.”

“Holy shit!” Y/N cheered, jumping a bit and showing off while Spencer just leaned on his crutch. She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him, kissing his cheek a few times.

“You can start that paperwork,” Spencer smiled, holding her back with his face in the crook of her neck.

—

The hardest part of moving is transporting all of Spencer’s books from one home to another. It's at least 30 boxes of books and Derek will be faxing his chiropractor bill to Spencer within the week.

His office here was huge, floor-to-ceiling oak shelves and green walls, full of all his books and belongings now. It was his own space in the house he shared with his future wife.

It felt crazy to him.

She used to just be the cute girl in the office, he can remember the exact moment he laid eyes on her. She was walking around aimlessly with some files in her hands when he turned around at his desk. She looked lost, overwhelmed and like she was about to have a breakdown.

She looked at him with the same fear he felt on his first day, he took the file from her and knew exactly where it was meant to go. She followed behind him, quiet as a mouse as he placed it in a folder by the wall under a sign that said "Anderson."

He turned with a press-lipped smile and a nod and then they went their separate ways. Silent conversations became their thing, the only time he really heard her voice was when she called him in in the middle of the night or when he heard her on the phone.

Other than that; she smiled when they passed each other, she’d tap her watch when he needed to be doing something Hotch asked for and was preoccupied with something else, she even knew exactly what he was looking for by just observing his chaos. Always able to pull a sheet of paper from the bottom of the stack with ease, and always silently, until that one day she said sorry to him after slamming the phone.

Now he knows that she talks in her sleep, she likes to go over her plans out loud in the shower every morning, and she sings all day long. Be it little tunes, hums, random tongue clicks or whistling, she’s always making noise. His favourite, however, was when sometimes she’d remember something she was trying to remember during a conversation they had, 4 days prior, and she’d scream it out like he knows what she’s thinking every second of every day.

He was in love with her voice, he never wanted to stop hearing it.

He was in love with her face, he never wanted to stop seeing it.

He was in love with her body, he never wanted to stop touching it.

He was in love with her mind, he never wanted to stop exploring it.

All those thoughts rushing to his brain and rushing a new form of butterflies for him. Like anxiety, but happier. Like he couldn’t wait to spend the rest of his life with her. It was anticipation rather than fear.

She really was it for him, and as he unboxed his life into the house they were about to share for the upcoming future, it all became very real. This was how the rest of his forever was going to look with her. All their memories from here on out were going to take place in this house, in these rooms.

When he picked this house, it was just a fun idea, and now he looks at the hardwood floors and thinks about how wet baby feet are going to sound during bath time. He wonders how many times the creaky steps are going to let him know she’s coming up to bed, he wonders what screaming matches and fights and love-making will happen beyond the bedroom door across from his study.

He wonders if she’s going to love him as long as he wants to love her.

He opens his study door then, “Hey, babe?”

“Yeah?” She calls up from the bottom of the stairs.

“Can you come up here?”

She marches up the stairs, still not used to the creaky staircase or the length of stairs she had to climb, soon enough, she’s on the second floor and walking into his study, “what’s up?”

He doesn’t know how to ask, he doesn’t even really know what he wants actually. He just missed her, and she was only just downstairs.

“Can I have a hug?”

It comes out more pathetic than he predicted, cringing at the embarrassment as he shrunk into the couch.

“Quartz,” her voice is soft as she approaches him.

Sitting on the brown leather couch that was once in his apartment, she wraps her arms around him and he holds her back softly.

Resting his head on her shoulder, he just wants to hold her for a while. Eventually, they end up laying down with her on his chest, still holding each other as silent as they were in the beginning.

“I love you,” Spencer whispers against her hair.

She snuggles in more, rubbing her cheek against his shoulder softly, “I love you, too, are you okay?”

He nods softly, “I was just thinking about everything and I wanted to hold you.”

She swoons, “do you remember the first night we cuddled like this?”

He nods again, brushing his chin against her head each time, “it all feels like history repeating like it’s supposed to be this way for us.”

“I like to think so,” she agreed. “I actually think you’re my twin flame.”

He hums, thinking about it, “I’m not sure I know what that means.”

“So soulmates are kind of like mirror souls, they are exactly everything that the other needs and they fill the missing parts for each other." She explains softly and he can already tell where her rant is going.

"I don’t think that’s us because we are too similar; sometimes we butt heads and don’t see eye-to-eye, and you drive me crazy a lot of the time because we have the same anxiety and daddy issues, but it’s also because you do things I think about doing and then I can’t do them because they're done already and they’re my calm down things so then I have nothing to calm down with, like yesterday-“

“Babe,” he whispers, “I know, we finish each other’s sandwiches, that’s what your niece said when she saw us together.”

It makes her smile and he can feel her cheekbone against his chest, “twin flames are what happens when one soul is ripped in half and sent to two bodies. They’re capable of surviving separately, as long as they have the right kindling, but they burn brighter together.”

“People sometimes think fire is living because it consumes and uses energy, requires oxygen, and moves through the environment,” Spencer says softly, “have you ever seen something catch fire on both ends?”

“Yeah, a few times, why?”

“It’s never about burning the item entirely, both fires are only concerned with connecting to each other for mass destruction. They always burn in the strangest patterns, but they always connect first before devouring the victim.”

She sits up to look at him, “are you saying I devoured you?”

“That would be de-flowered,” he teases, “but no, I’m saying it makes sense. We really have been burning through everything to find each other.”

“I cannot believe you just said I de-flowered you before the most beautiful thing you’ve ever said,” she laughs, “and it was a mutual de-flowering, might I remind you.”

“I will never forget,” he coos, leaning forward and pressing his lips against hers.

She pushes him back against the couch, it’s been forever since they’ve really done anything. With moving, Spencer’s recovery, her working nights and sleeping all day. It hasn’t been rewarding in a long time, it’s just been enjoyable.

“No,” he whispers as she starts to trail kisses down his neck. “I’m not having sex on the couch the first time we do it in the house.”

She laughs against his neck, pushing herself off the couch and extending a hand to him, “did the doctor even say you can yet?”

“I can’t do all the work, but I can give a second opinion?” He couldn’t stop the grin on his face as she hauled him to his feet.

“Let me heal you,” she whispers, and he knows exactly what she means.

She lays him down on their bed, on top of the covers with no clothes on as she gathers her things. She closes the blinds, turns on her amber lamp, and lights her candles. But his favourite thing that she adds is the sound therapy… helping the water in his body vibrate at the right frequency to calm him completely. She’s going all out for this one.

Much like the first time.

She’s naked too, both of them completely unfazed by each other’s naked form by now. She sits between his legs with all her chakra stones in her hands and she sets them down on his stomach before arranging them in order where they’re supposed to help on his body.

The Amethyst is just above his head for his crown chakra, touching his scalp gently. He closes his eyes as she places a Lapis Lazuli on his third eye, in the centre of his forehead. An Aquamarine on his throat. Rose Quartz on his heart, Tiger’s Eye on his solar plexus, Pyrite on his belly button and finally, Fire Agate at his core.

He always felt so totally relaxed like this, even the first time she ever laid him down like this. He was so calm, he knew he was in good hands and seeing her bless the room made him feel even better.

“Only good may enter here,” the words she repeats every full moon when she opens the windows and blessed the whole house. Keeping them safe, happy, healthy and loved.

She kissed the scar on his knee, causing him to open his one eye to see her. She was laying between his legs now, head resting on his hip as she lightly ran her fingers over his knee, ticking the skin where he finally had feeling again. It took forever for the numbness to go away, even longer for the pain. But she was so patient with him the whole time, taking the best care of him.

She doesn’t mind that he’s hard, she’s very close to his dick as it rests on his stomach beside the crystal.

She kisses his hip, inching each kiss over until she’s pressing one right to the shaft of his dick and he takes a deep breath. Knowing she’ll stop if he forgets how to do the breathing exercises she showed him. He wasn’t allowed to tense his body, this was about pleasure and there was no rush.

For either of them.

He’s done this for her a few times over the years too, just as slow and sensual as she was being. It was calming, rewarding, they bonded with each other and really felt like one being this way.

He heard a cap open, but he was so used to it by now that it filled him with contentment rather than excitement. He remembers the first time she said she wanted to do this, getting some skin-safe, homemade, vegan massage lube and almost turning inside out with how awkward she was asking to do this for their first time.

She sat on her knees between his legs with a small bounce as she got excited about her favourite part. She sat with the bottle resting between her thighs, warming up while she ran some of it over her hands. She massaged his thighs first, getting all the knots and making sure there was no “Charlie's on any horses”, the first time she said that he almost cried laughing and ruined the mood for a little.

She took the rocks off him then, sitting more on his hips as she drizzled the warm oil on his chest. He let his hands rest on her knees, wanting to feel her skin while she felt his. Her hands felt like magic, running over his chest, arms and shoulders like this was her job. She knew every crook, every cranny, every pressure point and soft tissue on him. His body was just as much her’s now.

It's when she presses her body flat against his that he knows the mood is changing. Her breasts are flat against his chest, her hands are behind his head as she looks down at him, her groin pressed right against him as he aches for contact, grinding up into her slowly as she stares into his eyes.

“Better?” She whispered with a small smile, already feeling how much calmer he was, she just wanted confirmation.

“Much,” he’s just as quiet in his reply. “If I don’t bend that knee, it’ll be fine.”

“I don’t mind doing all the work, baby,” she kisses him quickly, “I know you like it more like this anyway.”

She slithers down his body then, his body slick with oil as she easily glides down and creating the most wonderful amount of friction with him. He groans, tossing his head back against the Amethyst on his scalp.

She sits on his good thigh, avoiding pressure with his bad knee like he was an old man now. She makes contact with the only part she didn’t message, adding more of the massage lube to her hand before lazily jerking him off. He keeps a hand on her thigh, groping and managing her right back as she kept a perfect rhythm.

She occasionally grinds against his thigh, mostly when he moans and groans. Extremely turned on by him having a good time, proud of herself for relaxing him, always complaining that he was too tense, she really knew how to release the pressure.

Just as she gets into it, the calming sounds of rain and high-pitched frequencies come to an end… Rhiannon starts playing and he literally watches her come alive; changing her rhythm to match the beat as she starts to grind against him more, she only added his song to the queue, somehow an hour had passed and her music was resuming.

And when Spencer said she was eclectic, he meant she could go from listening to a rare Canadian band called the Tragically Hip, to Kanye West, Taylor Swift, Evanescence and back to Fleetwood Mac. He had no idea where the mood was about to go.

He moved his hand up her thigh as he tried to power through the pleasure, her hand was so amazing he was bubbling away under his skin. He manages to get his middle finger between his leg and her, massaging her clit as she bucked her hips down on him.

Mutual pleasure in any sense was enough for them, seeing the other being perfectly content after everything they went through; it was euphoric. She leans up then and kisses him desperately, unable to stop stroking him as she sucked his tongue into her mouth.

She smiles against his mouth as the song changes again, it’s the song from the ending of Dirty Dancing, he knows how much she loves that movie. Her kisses get softer, she’s so gentle as she strokes him just a few more times before throwing a leg over his hips and lowering herself onto him in one go. Bottoming out faster than before, both of them making the same moan as they curled forward for each other, mouths clashing as they held onto each other.

Grinding together, Spencer kept a hand on her to help her ride as she was preoccupied with her hands in his hair and kissing his neck as they moved in tandem. It was so good, he was incredibly close but he wanted to hold off as long as possible to feel her finish first.

His ultimate pleasure was knowing she was pleasured, he massaged her clit once more between their bodies and she shuttered, “right there,” her words are small as she kisses under his ear, tugging his hair softly as he moans so she can lick at his neck as she moves her hips up and down, gloriously.

He can’t keep his eyes open, everything is too much and he’s so relaxed; it’s like his body is floating on a cloud as she rides him like they’re actually in heaven. He was really having the time of his life and it made him smile at the end of the whimper he released as she tightened around him suddenly and on purpose.

She moves faster, and so does his wrist as he helps her over the edge first. She’s panting in his ear as she rides him with purpose. She cums with a gasp and then he’s gone, her whole body stuttering as she let out the most relaxed and uncontrollable moan he’s ever heard from her.

His grip on her ass tightens as he holds her hips down, he cums with a gasp and it’s so powerful he passes out.

—

He’s so cute when he sleeps.

She’s got him all cleaned up, everything put away and where it’s supposed to be in their new room. She just lays beside him as she watches him nap, blissed out and relaxed, she doesn’t even care that it’s such a typical guy thing to fall asleep right after.

That was kind of her mission.

He’s been so stressed, he wasn’t going to tell her because he didn’t want his stress to become her stress like it so often did. Feeding off each other like a fire, he really knew how to give a phrase to a feeling. But he was stressed because he was in pain from his knee and no matter how much he lied and said he was fine, she knew he wanted to relieve the pain but he was afraid of even taking a Tylenol.

This is the most relaxed he’s been in months.

She ordered a pizza while he was asleep, it arrived before he woke up too. She sets the pizza box, 2 bottles of pop and a roll of napkins at the end of the bed, gently, before getting back into her spot.

She brushed his hair from his face and kissed the tip of his nose gently, seeing him scrunch his face and swallow before blinking awake. She smiled at him, “Hi, sleepyhead.”

“Hello, beautiful.”

“I ordered pizza,” she whispers.

“Olive,” he replies.

“Well yeah,” it makes her giggle but she has to say it, “I got our regular green olives, mushrooms and extra cheese.”

He laughs too, extra happy after both the sex and his nap. “I love you,” he says the full thing this time.

She presses another kiss to his lips before hauling him into a sitting position, “I love you, too.”

It’s the best night of her life so far.

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