#No Powers AU

[mqonlighting]

hear me out: civilian deadpool au except he just keeps getting arrested for the STRANGEST THINGS (illegal ownership of a chicken? someone just dumped an egg on his street? it hatches when he’s trying to cook it for breakfast? he RAISED IT?) and matt murdock is his exhausted lawyer who has to keep telling him to shut up in the interrogation room.

does he ever actually go to jail? no, maybe probation, maybe a fine. but arrested? half sure every cop in the city is just sick of hearing about his life. every juror thinks he’s just morbidly unlucky and a tiny bit moronic.

and he is.

detective: (sigh) so you have a chicken?

wade: oh, yeah, yolko ono! she’s my pride and joy, i had a mug and a mousepad printed- *pulling out wallet pictures*

matt: wade. no.

wade: i could bring her over if you want-

matt: WADE.

one time matt has to spring wade for grand theft auto of the nice old lady he lives next doors to. the automobile he supposedly stole? a select elevated motorized wheelchair.

wade: she LENT me the chair.

detective: and how’d she do that?

wade: i broke into her backyard because i heard a thump and i thought she fell over.

matt: jesus—

wade: so she didn’t fall over. apparently it was a twig that fell on an ice chest. but she was there, and she was yelling ‘jazzy! jazzy!’ and i was wondering why she was telling me to grab her jazzy, but i wasn’t about to turn down a free jazzy. so i walk over to it, i turn it on, i hop on, i say thank you to the kind old lady, and i wheel it out of there.

matt: goddamn it, wade—

detective: you stole a permobil.

wade: pardon?

detective: the wheelchair was a permobil.

wade: she said it was a jazzy!

detective: …

detective: jazzy is her HUSBAND.

wade: …

detective: …

matt: i give up.

and the nail in everyone’s coffin? when the precinct brings in wade’s fucking kidnap victim.

peter: kidnap? me?

detective: were you or were you not kidnapped by wade wilson and driven to the middle of nowhere?

peter: listen, man, farthest wade ever drove me was to a gamestop in manhattan from queens. i don’t drive. and then i ask if we can hit a seven eleven, since i really wanted a bag of chips. but then i fall asleep in the passenger seat on the way there. and when i wake up, i’m home - he didn’t buy me the bag of chips, though.

detective: … and when state troopers spotted his car in philadelphia? with someone passed out inside?

peter: we were in philly? and he didn’t wake me up?

detective: do you seriously mean to tell me you were completely passed out for a two hour and ten minute drive?

peter: i’m a college student with rent due in a month and a new paper due every time i breathe. and wade is an idiot who doesn’t know left from right, boots up waze, says his goodbyes to the universe, and starts driving. i think there’s your case.

detective: …

detective: damn it.

[aurumacadicus]

Remember when I said someone on a podcast was diabolical? Anyway. HOAs are the devil.

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"Did you guys see old man Schmidt is moving?" Steve asked, carrying the cooler back into Natasha and Bucky's backyard.

Bucky sat up from where he'd been lying on his lounge chair, hand coming up to shove his sunglasses up. "Seriously? If you're lying to me, I will punch you in the throat, just so you know."

"I'm taking the beer back to the car," Steve answered flatly, turning on his heel.

Tony pranced past him to throw himself down on the chair next to Natasha, smiling brightly. "We're gonna be neighbors!"

"...You guys already have a house two streets over," Natasha said after a long pause.

"But now Bucky and Steve can be next door to each other!" Tony chirped, enthused. "They can socialize better."

Steve sighed, shaking his head, and walked over to set the cooler next to the picnic table where Thor was doing nothing to hide that he was laughing directly at him. "Can you please not talk like we're bad-tempered dogs?"

Natasha turned a raised eyebrow on him. "You are both very ill-tempered animals."

"Tony told us about you putting coffee grounds down the sink," Clint added helpfully from behind the grill.

"Every time we saw him. For two weeks," Jane continued.

Steve looked to Bucky for help, but the brunet just shrugged, dropping his sunglasses back over his eyes. Steve sighed loudly and threw his hands up, tipping his head back in a clear attempt to ask for strength. "Okay."

"Anyway I checked," Tony continued, ignoring them. "It's definitely for sale. And his asking price is like, super jacked up, but my realtor says he's paid it off already so he can afford to sit on it until he gets asking price."

"You already got a realtor?" Jane asked, leaning around Thor to get a better look at him in surprise. "There wasn't a sign when we pulled up, so it must have like. Literally just gone on the market."

Tony tipped his head, perplexed. "I have one on retainer."

"You just have a realtor on retainer?" Clint asked, aghast.

"...Anyway," Tony said, turning back to Natasha. He smiled again. "I can afford it, so I'm gonna buy it, and sell the current house to a nice family below market."

"I don't want you to live next to me," Natasha replied flatly.

"And this way Bucky and Steve can go on their stupid early morning runs together instead of bothering us," Tony continued, ignoring her.

Natasha took two seconds to take the words in before she decided, "Move in tomorrow."

"Stop encouraging him," Steve griped, handing Thor and Jane a couple of beers.

"But wait," Jane said, frowning. She looked at her phone, scrolling quickly. "So, last I heard, you guys and Schmidt were in like... a legal battle?"

"How old are the posts in the neighborhood Facebook you're looking at?" Natasha asked, reaching out to pluck the sunglasses from Tony's head to put them on. "Because the lawsuit was dropped. Tony was very helpful in pointing out that the HOA couldn't keep us from adding a second story because two-story houses already exist, and I guess Schmidt didn't want to fight it. Makes sense, if he was so close to moving," she added, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Wait, I thought you guys were beefing because of his illicit hot tub," Clint asked in surprise.

Bucky swung upright immediately, scowling. "The only reason we brought up his illicit hot tub was because he was still bitching about our second story. Literally what happened to bribery? He could have slipped us a c-note and said 'don't saying about any hot tubs you might see while building your second story' and we wouldn't have said shit."

"I would have. I hate him," Natasha told him sternly.

Bucky shot her a disbelieving stare. "Natasha. I am trying for plausible deniability."

"I thought Schmidt was in hot water because the local shelter had to come out and trap all those cats he'd been illegally feeding?" Thor cut in, before Natasha could pull a knife and stab him. He frowned thoughtfully. "Although I find it hard to believe he would do that... Poisoning them, maybe..."

"Oh, right!" Jane reached out to slap at Thor's shoulder. "That's why Darcy is gonna be late--she's gotta finish putting together those flyer designs for the adoption event at the animal shelter." She raised her eyebrows meaningfully. "That sudden influx of animals, you know?"

Clint made grabby hands in Steve's direction and made a face when he walked a beer over to him instead of just tossing it. "Yeah, I heard it was old man Fury who called? Said that was the reason he has an eye patch."

"I wanna say that can't possibly be true, but I'm almost certain that he's the one actually feeding the cats," Steve replied, handing it over. "And you know this would have exploded in your face if I threw it. I'm not feeling a beer burger."

"Oh, no one's feeding the cats," Tony answered, leaning back in his seat and clasping his hands over his stomach. "Fury just likes to pet them if they come up to him."

Everyone turned as one to look at him. He reacted like he usually did by not caring at all. He just sat there. Looking smug.

"I'm not giving you a beer," Steve finally began, which was a lot nicer than Natasha moving for a concealed weapon under her lounger.

"You are all so mean to me!" Tony snapped, scowling. "You never let me be dramatic! I'm a Gemini and I have rights!"

"How does anyone take you seriously," Clint deadpanned as Jane threw her head back to laugh.

Thor brought a beer over to him, reaching out to put a hand on his shoulder. "I understand. Loki's the same way." Tony looked offended to be compared to his brother in any way. Thor's expression remained kind but impassive. He very firmly set the beer bottle in Tony's hand. "Tell us what you know, Tony."

"So unfair," Tony huffed petulantly, lifting his other hand to pick at the sodden label, then leaned back in his seat. "Well, I mean, I guess technically I've been feeding the cats?" He shrugged. "When Steve works late and I have to take Dodger for his evening walks, I just throw handfuls of catnip seeds into Schmidt's yard."

Everyone stopped. Stared. There were a few stuttered starts that petered out by the second word. Clint just pointed at him, mouth hanging open.

Tony blinked at them all placidly. "If he's going to be a tyrant HOA president and tell my friends they can't build a second story even though that's illegal, I'm allowed to litter on his property."

"No you fucking aren't," Steve choked out as Thor and Jane began laughing again.

"I will not be hearing the opinion of a man who has muttered about whether he's allowed to punch an elderly man to defend his best friend," Tony told him imperiously. "Keep it up and you won't be allowed in the illicit hot tub."

Natasha let out a bark of laughter. "You are fucking diabolical, Tony. I'm sorry I ever doubted you."

Tony preened. "Thank you, thank you."

"Stop encouraging him!" Bucky hissed, glaring at her. "He's gonna be our next door neighbor."

Tony shot him an unimpressed scowl. "And I have more seeds if you piss me off, Barnes."

"You kept evidence?!" Steve spluttered, and Tony's indignant response was mostly drowned out by the sound of Jane falling off the picnic bench and onto the deck, clutching her stomach, while Thor tried and failed to catch her.

[battlecouplesoulmates]

Soulmates AU - They're born in Ancient Rome and find themselves reincarnating over and over again. Agatha always remembers her previous lives and her connection to Rio, but Rio doesn't always remember Agatha.

Based on 25 Lives - Tongari Inpired by Clexa 25 Lives

[chososchalupa]

Game Night //

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shigaraki x reader

College AU/No quirks/SMAU with a splash of writing

masterlist

ch.4

ch. 6

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Chapter five : A thing?!

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Taglist :

@boogiemansbitch @lunamoonbby @ggriwm @johnnysactualgf @atomicweaselpaperapricot @puppyminnnie @nymphsdomain @asura-rose @apolloism @qsheepy @uhnanix @themultifandomgirl

[watmalik]

College AU: Poolverine edition.

[nastysnows-art]

What if these two weren’t separated by Ariana’s death? What if they weren’t kept apart by the necessity of being leaders of their respective sides? What if Albus were much, much smarter when he first meets Gellert? Do they have a chance? What kind of people would they be? What personalities would they have?

Illustration for fic, AU, no powers

[whiskeyandcigarsmoke]

Cute AU Poolverine prompt

Logan is a baker and has his own little shop.

Wade has a gluten allergy but can't stop himself from going and visiting the super hot baker, having to buy something new to try everytime he visits.

Wade is a glutton for punishment in every Universe, but Logan figures out Wade can't eat normal baked goods and starts making gluten free items for him.

[thebat-musicman]

The Perfect Family

Bruce discovered the show shortly after his parents died.

It was 12 seasons and had been filmed from the 1950s-60s. It was a classic sitcom about a man named Bruce (that’s how he’d discovered it) and his six children. Richard, Cassandra, Jason Peter, Timothy, Duke Marlon, and Damian Thomas.

Bruce spent years watching it to the point where he memorized every line and scene. Eventually, the line between this Bruce and him faded, him no longer being able to tell the difference.

He grew resentful, why should this Bruce have a family when he doesn’t? But of course, TV Bruce had gone out and found his family, Regular Bruce just needed to do the same. There had to be at least one child with one of those names in Gotham.

Other facts about this AU:

Their names are all super long so they can call each other names (Dick, Cass, Jason, Tim, Duke, Damian) not associated with Bruce and so their TV characters can be differentiated from them.

Six months passes every season and the kids are 15, 13, 12, 10, 8, and 4 in season 1. So by season 12 they are 21, 19, 18, 16, 14, and 10

Jason Peter was “killed off” in the season 6 finale for views, but he came back in the season 8 finale as he was a fan favorite character. Jason doesn’t talk about where Bruce sent him that year.

Cassandra had no lines in the show (misogyny) and was generally regarded as mute by the other characters, so Bruce made sure Cass wouldn’t talk. She keeps herself to sign language (and that’s only with her siblings) as he has threatened to cut her vocal cords if she talks.

Barbara and Stephanie are love interests for Richard and Timothy, but Dick/Babs and Steph/Tim are completely platonic. Steph and Babs are the least traumatized since while Bruce did grab them, they’re not on screen a lot so he mostly leaves them alone.

Alfred didn’t exist in the show so….. you can interpret that as you want.

[whotfelsewantedtobelynnyx]

Me: Agathario is the main ship of this fic. Jen and Alice are close, but it’s up to the reader’s interpretation whether their bond is platonic or romantic.

Also me, in like the last chapter: I am possessed by the spirit of Sappho herself and she says to make them gay

(Sneak peek for the next chapter of ‘Take Me, Baby, Or Leave Me) under the cut!

[middle-earth-marauder]

Dark Devil

Streetrat!AU, Shadow reference -------------------------------------- Shadow from streetrat/Oliver Twist AU. No-powers AU. Sweet boy with a violent streak, religious trauma, and lethal levels of Catholic guilt. Gay as fuck. Kind of a shameless slut. Sonic's crazy ex who he still has hook-ups with from time to time, between fights that often end in someone (Sonic) getting shot. They might be a little toxic for eachother, but it's fine they're doing fine everything's fine. Hybrid, unknown hedgehog cross. Assumed orphan, left at St. Dominic's Boys Home as an infant. Currently an enforcer for local kingpin Ivo Robotnik. On a downward spiral but still looking out for Sonic and the others from inside the enemy's organization, even if they don't know it. A hybrid hog who knows better than to believe he's making it through life without getting his hands a little bloodied; he's the devil after all, they've always said, destined to burn. Why not raise a little hell on his way down?

Link to the Masterpost

[arathejedi394]

you've heard of broke bucky who says "call me baby boy" you've heard of woke bucky who says "call me daddy" but may I present to you bespoke bucky who says "Call me an ogre and say it like you love me"

When the Omegas turn towards the stairs, Bucky gives Steve a light shove to indicate he should follow them. Steve takes a few trotting steps, but then stops for a second, turns back, and dares to give him a look of offense, mouth open and eyes wide, his crooked nose flared in indignation.

“Go to bed,” Bucky whispers under his breath quickly. “Now.”

Steve sets his jaw, then crosses his arms over his chest and leans in, sticking out his sharp jaw. Bucky sees his eyes brightening and he raises a metal finger, opening his mouth about to warn him, but –

“Make me,” Steve whispers back.

Bucky snaps his eyes and jaw shut, sucking in a deep breath through his nose as he closes his fist. Then he turns and gives the Baron a tight smile, lifting a finger.

“One second,” he says.

Bucky jerks around again, then grabs Steve by the back of his neck, scruffs him, and starts marching him to the stairs. Steve gasps like he’s really offended now, tripping over his petticoat, but Bucky hauls him past the other Omegas.

“Bucky, fuck off!” Steve snaps at him loudly, also grabbing at the hand at the back of his neck.

“Fucking,” Bucky hisses.

He stops, pivots, and knocks his left shoulder into Steve’s still cum-bloated belly, sweeping him off his feet with his metal arm around his knees; Steve’s braid falls over his back and smacks him in the ass hard enough to jolt him, but Bucky’s already moving again.

“Hey!” Steve yells, hollers, and at the top of his lungs, immediately kicking his feet and banging on Bucky’s back with surprisingly heavy fists. “You fucking bollox! You put me down right this fucking second, you absolute Neanderthal!”

“You’re causing a scene, sweetheart,” Bucky growls, taking the steps two at a time. “Which way to my room?” he snaps at the nearest maid.

She jumps a bit, then scuttles up the stairs and points east.

“See if I let you touch me again, you gowl, you rotten little gobshite!” Steve keeps caterwauling, beating at Bucky’s back, his legs thrashing around under his locked metal arm and boots kicking up his skirt and petticoat to show his racy negligee and sheer stockings. “If you fell, ya snámhaí pox, ya’d be halfway home and all your rotten little enemies wouldn’t have to lift a finger! You fuck around hard enough one of these days, you’re gonna fucking find out the consequences! Put me down!”

“What does that even mean?” Bucky sighs, breaking into a jog to get this over with as quickly as possible, because the crowd in the grand entrance hall is growing, it’s not just the Baron and his family and the guests, valets and maids have poked their heads out of doorways to look at the commotion. “Snauvee what?” he adds.

“Snámhaí pox!” Steve repeats, twisting around to bellow right in Bucky’s ear, also grabbing his hair in a vice-like fist to yank hard enough Bucky winces. “Put me down right now, you lick arse!”

“That one I think I get,” Bucky mutters to himself, flicking up his eyebrows. “My room!” he snaps again at the maid.

She squeaks a bit, but hurries to show him to where he’s going to be staying for the night. Steve won’t cease his frenzied, verbal rampage, shouting at the top of his lungs, or his thrashing around as Bucky carries him kicking and screaming down a corridor. At this point, it’s become endearing.

“Tá mé chun tú a mharú!” he ends up shrieking in what is probably Irish, because it’s definitely not Romanian. “Tá mé chun do chuid fola a fhiuchadh go dtí go bpléascfaidh tú, a mhic le fraochÚn, agus beidh mé ag gáire nuair a thosaíonn tú ag screadaíl, a ogre! Put me the fuck down!”

“Did you just call me an ogre?” Bucky cuts into his tirade.

“Yes!” Steve yowls back. “And another thing, you’ve got a mouth that’d make an arse jealous!”

Bucky can’t help but laugh.

“Oh, and you’ve got enough cheek for a second one, too!” Steve spits out, kicking his legs harder for all the good that does. “You think you’re all that and a bag of gold ducat, but there’s more meat on a spider’s knuckle than on your pathetic, two-minute knot, James Bu–fucking–chanan Barnes!”

Bucky has to just look at Steve’s ass, agast. The maid looks ten times as scandalized.

“Where on Earth do you get these insults?” Bucky demands.

“You’re as useful as an ashtray on a bicycle!” Steve just carries on, his voice echoing through the whole fucking keep. “And you’ve been ridden more than a whole flock of them!”

“Did you just call me a whore?” Bucky demands, stopping to just look at Steve’s skirted rump.

“Yes!” Steve shouts.

“Ba’al’s balls,” Bucky sighs to himself, just shaking his head, and resumes walking.

The maid opens a French door, white and paneled in gold fleur de lis, and her eyes are wide and mouth open as she watches Bucky haul Steve into the room tossed over his shoulder.

“Put me down!” Steve yells, hammering at his back again.

Bucky spins around and gestures to the maid, giving her a forcedly patient smile. She quickly shuts the door.

[copsecore]

Just a little bit of religious smut for y'all

i HATE how tumblr has changed posting links.

It's gavin x lasko religious smut oneshot, they fuck in a confessional booth. gavin's a priest. no powers AU. eat up, lads (gender neutral)

Lasko's a horny little creature and that transcends above fanfic universes

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64570426

[mrcformoso]

Link to fic!

I finished the first chapter earlier than expected lol

I don't have a lot of spoons left for writing but I do love writing so I made a low-spoon very self-indulgent fic! This is mostly to help me keep my mental state up by writing HuaLian while I'm dealing with PT and getting back to my life. Hope you enjoy it as well!

SUMMARY:

On the day before Xie Lian’s 18th birthday, his life changed. His world upended and twisted around, destroying him and his future. He was saved by his loving godfather, who took him away from all the pain and suffering.

On Xie Lian’s 19th birthday, he died, betrayed by the very man who saved him, used and tossed aside like he was nothing.

“XIE LIAN!!!” A beautiful man with an eyepatch called, devastated. “I’m so sorry – I was too late, I was too –”

…

(BAD END. REWIND?)

…

On the day before Xie Lian’s 18th birthday, he woke up.

[chososchalupa]

Game Night // Masterlist

shigaraki x reader

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New message from Dabi

“Hey, im bringing the new kid to game night tonight”

Ochako read the message in the groupchat and glanced up at you with a smirk on her lips,

You shook your head, a red tint to your cheeks, “Don’t say a word”

College AU/No quirks/SMAU with a splash of writing

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Profiles 1

Profiles 2

Profiles 3

Chapter one - This is Tomura Shigaraki

Chapter two - Is that a date?

Chapter three - Only the best

Chapter Four - Game day

Chapter Five - A thing?!

Chapter Six - No contact

Chapter Seven - Wrong chat

Chapter Eight - Doesn't mean we're friends

Chapter Nine - Shoto?!

[gabyeaa]

AU where Bart lives with his older brother (Owen Mercer) and mother (Meloni Thawne)

*no powers*

I thought I should translate the other post so here it goes!

I thought about this a while ago, because there isn't enough content talking about these three, who if we stop to think about it would be Bart's main family if it were a world without powers and following the timeline chronologically.

In this image I thought of them as in family therapy, hence the bored and blank expression on the brothers' faces lol

I didn't think about many details about what to put in each one's past, considering what they would possibly live being a family with many family disagreements, for example we have Thaddeus Thawne who would be the grandfather who doesn't like his grandchildren and tried (read: killed) to kill the father of one of them. But I like to think that they are quite chaotic but loving living together.

I wanted to talk more and draw more too because for me it would be very interesting to see the three of them not knowing how to act like any other family. First we have the brotherly relationship between Owen and Bart which I can only explain as being one of love and hate (as all brothers have with each other), but with the exception of one of them resorting to picking up a deadly blade and running after the other with it and actually managing to hurt the other.

second, to the mother who "doesn't know" how to be a mother, I have in mind her going to Bart's school reunion after he got into a physical fight with some boy and when she got there she defended her boy and said that he was right to do what he did and said that she was the one who taught him how to trip someone and break someone's arm (and she really did). She also always let the boy go out anywhere with rules about not going to the police station, taking drugs and getting someone pregnant (even though she knew that her boy was a bit of gay but didn't say anything lol)

Initially this AU would be another bluepulse AU that I was thinking about doing but it changed to this, of course I think about putting Jaime in the middle because I think it would be funny for him to meet his brother-in-law being twice his size and scaring him whenever he can, but I also like to think about giving a good focus to this family that doesn't have any.

Third, Owen would be that son/brother who doesn't like to see his family with anyone, he hates all of Bart's (boy)girlfriends and any man who comes on to his mother. Bart gets angry about this and it always ends up in an argument because the man doesn't accept his little brother with anyone at all.

Their ages would be as follows: Owen 24 years old, Bart 17 years old and Meloni 47.

Jaime would be 20 and it would be enough for Owen to pick on Bart whenever he can (like he almost didn't get together with Kara when she was sixteen. Bart uses that as an argument and always wins)

Meloni is a retired military woman after losing her husband and sister-in-law (Don and Dawn) at the same time and suffering an injury. (I don't really know how this retirement thing works, especially for military personnel, but there you go. I also haven't decided whether she would be retired or on leave, so for now it will be that, but I believe that this won't have much impact on the story)

Meloni has a strong influence on her children (even indirectly) to fight and use weapons. Her hobby is training and modifying firearms. She has some weapons at home and has taught Bart (between the ages of 8 and 9) to use one by shooting cans. Owen built his own boomerang-shaped toys as a child, influenced by his father. He still has them and builds others with blades and firecrackers, influenced by his mother.

At first Owen was left with his paternal grandmother (Betty Harkness) and then went to live with his father and lost custody of him to Meloni who raised him with Don and soon after they had Bart (a bit confusing because the comics show a lot of things so I'll leave what I know and what fits in this AU).

I think I have a LOT to think about if I remember all the details that might cross my mind, maybe I'll make another drawing, for a better visualization of how they put up with each other looll Honestly, it gave me the courage to continue thinking about this AU...

I think that's it, I usually use Google Translate, so if anything is wrong please don't hesitate to let me know so I can fix it as soon as possible so the writing is accessible to everyone, okay? Okay ♡

[olsenmyolsen]

lifting the shorter one up so they can be seen in photos

But the opposite, with short but strong!R (or beefy!Kate/Yelena) lifting up the tall bombshell GF Wanda/Nat/Lizzie out of her way for a photo

The Widow Bites Concert

maroon master list . dark master list . request marvel master list . short n’ sweet master list

No Powers AU / Rockstar Band AU (Bishova)

Summary: Kate ends up going to her favorite band's show by herself. Que, a blonde named Lena.

Word Count: 3.5K

Content: Natasha, Wanda, and Carol are in a band, Fluff, Flirting, Awkward Flirting, Feelings, Soft Yelena

"Kate, I'm sorry!" It was the day of the concert, and Kate's friend America Chavez apologized over the phone for having to back out of their plans.

"I wish I could make it, but if I'm going to be anywhere near getting my doctorate soon, I have to go on this trip to Karma Taj with Dr. Strange." Kate rolled her eyes. A little playfully. A little annoyed. She bought tickets months ago to see one of her favorite bands, The Widow Bites, play at a local arena.

And she had confirmed beforehand with America so many times that she would still be going.

But leave to Chaevaz and her studies to make her bail.

"It's fine." Kate sighed into the phone. "Maybe I can sell the ticket or give it away or something." Money wasn't a problem for Kate, so it's not like she needed to sell the ticket.

"Promise me you'll still go!?" America pleaded over the phone. "I would hate for you to mope at your place all alone." Kate leans against the doorway to her kitchen.

She walks and talks whenever she gets on the phone.

"I don't mope," Kate said back defensively. "Kate," America replied. "You locked yourself in your room for two days when you found out the local ice cream place was closing."

"Well, it was unfair!"

"Kate, they found mice in the freezer!" Kate shrugged. "So! I know of a restaurant where the head chef is a rat!"

"Kate, for the last time, that's a movie, not a real place!" America sighed into the phone. "Look just please go to the concert! Have fun! They're your favorite band." Kate nodded into the phone. "Okay. I'll go. I'll go." She bounced off the doorframe. "By the way, I know the movie Ratatouille isn't real. It's animated. It's just based off a real story."

America didn't know whether Kate was joking, and she needed to get back to her studies, so she did what any friend would do and hung up.

"Hello? America?" Kate pulled the phone away from her ear and hummed as Kate's dog Lucky walked up with its leash in its mouth. "If only you could come with me," Kate said to the dog who tilted its head. "Ugh, what am I saying? You'd be the main star at the point, and the band wouldn't even come on stage!" Kate shakes her head at the golden retriever. "That's it, you're too cute. You can't come!"

Lucky dropped the leash from its mouth. Kate's eyes moved with it to the floor. "Alright. Alright. Damn. I'll take you out."

If the dog could roll its eyes, it would.

Regardless, a few hours later, Kate had arrived at the venue for the concert and was being directed by a security guard to her section.

Onto the floor.

Front row.

Well, she was supposed to be, but thanks to some last-minute outfit changes and the ability to yap on the phone with an old deaf man who had better things to do on his farm. She was late. Kate missed her early access sound check and the opportunity to be in the very front.

So, instead, she was a few rows behind.

Which didn't bum her out too much as the person standing beside her was a very attractive short blonde. The blonde wore an older cut-off band t-shirt, black jeans with holes cut into them, and black boots.

If Kate wasn't fruity before this should definitely would've bought an apple orchard.

"Hi," Kate said as she stood next to the woman who might be a few years older than her. The woman glances up and to her right before smiling. "Hi." The blonde said back with an accent.

Kate was drooling.

"I'm Kate," Kate said, sticking her hand out. Something she internally hated herself for. The blonde looked at the extended hand and Kate's face (and body) again before smiling as well and taking her hand to shake. "Hello, Kate. I'm Lena."

"Strong grip." Kate awkwardly chuckled before she and Lena let go. "I was- I was joking it was... It was fine! No good! The handshake was-" Kate stopped talking and turned away from the blonde. Hoping a sinkhole would open up and only take her as more people began to fill the room.

Kate was thankful that America and Lucky weren't here to see this.

However, Lena was fascinated with Kate.

"First time?" The blonde asked Kate, who wiped her ponytail and head around. "No, I've done it- I mean, shook hands before. Yes. I- I was just trying to make a joke earlier-" "Seeing the band?!" Lena clarified for everyone's benefit.

Kate shut her mouth before shaking her head. "I saw them two years ago in New Jersey." Lena's eyebrows shot up at that. "I was there too!" The blonde said, making Kate gasp. "Really!?" She questioned. "The show where Carol drummed so hard she broke the stick in half!?" Lena nodded and smiled. "It flew right over my head."

Kate remembers watching the stick fly into the audience from across the club. "Wow, that's insane!"

Lena nodded. "That place was smaller than here. I wonder how we didn't bump into each other." Lena said, eyeing up Kate once again.

Not that the younger woman noticed.

In fact, Kate shrugged. "I'm not sure, but we're here now." She said with a giant smile that Lena couldn't help but smile wide back at. "So, do you have a favorite song?" Kate asked as the place was about packed, making Lena scoot closer to Kate. Lena nodded as her eyes found Kate's. "Personally, I love Dinner & Vodka."

Kate gave a little bit of a surprised look at that. Not expecting Lena to pick a slow and acoustic song. "Wow, that's a good song! It deals with heavy themes." Lena nods. "Yeah, I cried the first time I heard it." She admits to Kate, making the taller woman give Lena an "awww."

Lena blushes and shakes her head. Kate smiles and leans closer. "So, do you believe the rumors that Natasha wrote that one for her sister as an apology for leaving her the second she turned 18?" Kate asks, not knowing that, yes, the rumor is true and she's talking to said sister.

Lena looks back at Kate. "Yeah, I believe it."

Kate nods. "Me too."

Kate glances around the room at the number of people, while Lena looks at Kate's side profile and inches herself closer. "What about you? What's your favorite song?" Lena asks, but before Kate can answer, the lights flash above the stage, making the crowd cheer and scream around them.

Kate's eyes go wide with excitement as she turns to face Lena. Who makes the same facial expression in return. But Kate doesn't forget the questions as she moves even closer to Lena. So close, in fact, that their arms are pressed against one another. "Honestly, I love all their songs, but for some reason..." She pauses as if scared to admit it. Lena throws up one of her eyebrows, waiting. "I think their cover of Heads Will Roll is my absolute favorite." Kate finally says with a shy smile.

The blonde looks at her with a large smile after hearing this. "That's hilarious." She says, making Kate's mouth drop. "Did you not hear me when I said I love all their songs?!" Lena laughs and nods. "I did! But I'm just saying I love that you love their covers so much!" Kate laughs because Lena's laugh is so damn infectious, and she looks cute when she scrunches her face.

"Oh man, Natasha is going to love that," Lena says as she turns back to face the stage. Kate, hearing that, tilts her head, confused, and looks to Lena to ask for clarification, but the roar from the crowd as the lights go out makes it impossible.

Kate spins her head towards the stage, and as the fog creeps in around the stage and the slow drumming from Carol starts thumping her body, Lena can't help but smile and watch Kate.

Especially when red lights come down and shine on each band member before Carol kicks it up and starts wailing on the drums as the lights go wild around them.

The crowd follows suit, and you'd be surprised to hear yourself think as they scream for The Widow Bites.

As the show rocks on and Kate watches her favorite band kick ass, she feels a hand grab her arm. It's Lena. "Yeah?!" She yells over the music as Lena scoots closer and rises on her tiptoes to yell into Kate's ear. "I'm going to grab a drink. Do you want anything?" Kate is a little taken aback by Lena's niceness and goes to shake her head to be polite, but she is severely thirsty. "A water, if you don't mind."

Lena smile. "I'll be back."

With that, the blonde disappears, and she's gone for the remainder of the current song. And then the next one. And the next one. By the time the fourth song since Lena left begins to start, she is looking around, worried and panicked for her new hot friend.

Wait, who said hot? Did you say hot?

"Here!" Kate snaps back and takes the water bottle from Lena as she holds it out to her and pushes her way back neck to Kate. "Dude, where did you go!?" Kate yells over the music, taking the after bottle from the blonde's green-painted fingernails. Lena hears the tone and smiles. "Were you worried about me?"

Kate pretends not to hear her over the music and turns back to the stage with pink on her cheeks.

Lena laughs and bumps Kate's shoulder, gathering her attention briefly. "Sorry, there was some drunk asshole at the merch line. I was going to surprise you with something, but I had to deal with the guy." Kate's eyes soften as she looks at Lena. "Oh!" She says, a little surprised and a little... she wouldn't know what word to use, but butterflies were definitely happening. "That's okay! And thank you! I was just making sure you were alright!" Lena smiled and laughed. "I'm alright." She says, looking into the taller girl's eyes before Natasha ends the song and starts talking to the crowd.

"You know, looking out into the crowd, I swear I see some familiar faces!" Natasha says as she walks from one end of the stage to the other. Her eyes quickly find her sisters before she looks at the taller person beside her. She hides a smirk and bites down the need to embarrass her sister while Kate's mouth drops at being looked at by THE NATASHA ROMANOV!

"She looked at me!" She squeals, making Lena laugh. "And you!" Kate says, grabbing Lena's arm and cheering for her. Lena's eyes look at the fingers gripping her before looking back up to Kate with a puppy dog look.

She was starting to become very down bad, barking at the gym or whatever that lyric was.

As Natasha starts talking to her bandmates about what song they should do next. (Even though it's all pre-planned.) Lena starts talking as Kate still has yet to let go of her arm. "You know..." Lena was enjoying Kate and her personality. She was cute and charming and had a smile that made Lena feel all the things. "I have an extra backstage pass for after the show... You can come if you want."

Kate looks to her left with a more than shocked expression before nodding furiously. "Yes! Yes! Oh my gosh!" Before Lena knows it Kate is crashing into her and wrapping her arms around her new best friend.

Ahh, the classic friends-to lovers.

Lena smiles and laughs as Kate squeezes her before the hug stops. "I don't know how I'll be able to thank you! I would take you out for ice cream, but my favorite place closed a while ago!" She yells over the music as the concert slowly fades into the background, and Lena and Kate only look at one another. "You don't need to thank me!" Lena tells her but secretly hopes that tonight won't be the last time she sees Kate.

Kate vibrated with happiness before turning back to the stage. Her arm was still wrapped around the blonde.

Lena slowly pulled her eyes from the side profile of Kate before she looked to the stage to see a smirking Natasha.

Lena makes a motion with her head that Natasha nods to, and later in the night, when they come back out for an encore, the band plays Kate's favorite.

"Oh my gosh!" Kate said louder than she meant to as she and Lena walked through a hallway after the show, towards the green room. The concert had made it hard for Kate to tell whether she was speaking normally or yelling.

Not that Lena minded.

As they walked through the hall, crew members and security nodded toward the blonde as she walked in front of Kate.

They all respected Natasha's younger sister and were always happy to have her come to shows.

"I can't believe this! Seriously, thank you!" Kate said as she sped up to stay step in step with the shorter woman. Lena looked up and over with a smile. "It's no problem."

"Still!" Kate said. "Backstage passes are like notoriously hard to get." Lena flicked her eyes up and nodded. "Yeah, but I have connections..."

Also, before you ask, it's not like Yelena Belova was hiding who she was or lying to Kate. She just got tired of people trying to get to her sister and the band and not knowing her.

But with Kate, she feels- she hopes it will be different.

However, the moment of truth is just around the corner.

"Fuck you!" Kate and Lena move flat against the wall as You and Wanda Maximoff come around the corner after another one of your fights.

Wanda swears she saw you flirting with someone while she was on stage, but after the millionth time of telling her it was an old friend of yours you were talking to, you got tired of it and wanted to leave. "When you want to apologize and make up, call me!" You shout as you groan and turn away from the brunette in a red corset.

Your eyes flash to Kate and then Yelena's as you go to walk away.

Wanda watches you, her girlfriend, leave and storm out the double doors at the end of the hallway before she turns to her friend and guest.

Kate swallows from watching what should have been a private interaction.

Wanda wipes her eyes before putting on a smile. "Hey." She says through a breath as she turns and puts an arm around Lena to hug her. "Sorry, you had to see that." Lena shrugs.

It wasn't the first time, and it wouldn't be the last.

"Umm, Wanda, this is my friend Kate." Kate looks between a member of her favorite band and her new friend. She thinks she's dreaming and has no idea how the blonde knows the band.

And yet she steps forward and extends her hand to Wanda. "Hi Kate, I'm Wanda." Kate closes her eyes, embarrassed. "Sorry, you're Wanda. I'm Kate." She chuckles and opens her eyes to see Wanda laughing and Lena smiling. "I'm sorry, but how do you know each other?! Am I missing something? Also, I always thought you..." She points at Wanda. "Were with Natasha."

Lena makes a disgusted face while Wanda covers her mouth as she laughs. "Oh god, no!" She then crashes into Lena's side. "Looks like you got a WandaNat truther." Lena rolls her eyes and pushes Wanda away. She chuckles and moves back to Kate's side.

Lena bites her lip as Kate keeps her eyes on her, waiting for her other questions to be answered. "You don't really think my sister and Wanda got together, do you?"

Kate's mouth drops, shocked as the bomb drops. She puts a hand to her head and breathes, looking at a nervous Lena and a smiling Wanda.

After a few moments, she lightly laughs. "Well, NOW I don't think Wanda and Natasha slept together."

Once again, Lena makes a face of disgust.

Wanda laughs and senses a conversation needing to be had between the two younger women. "I'll go let your sister know you're here." She says, retreating back to the green room. Kate watches Wanda walk until she disappears around the corner before looking at the blonde beside her.

"You're Natasha's sister?!" She questions, making Lena nod. "Lena... Yelena..." Kate sighs. "That makes sense." Yelena nods, and Kate looks over her face.

She wants to question why Yelena didn't tell her, but she can figure it out. Celebrities and fame make people lie and hurt other people.

Kate scoots closer to Yelena as they stand against the hallway wall. Her shoulder bumping the blondes. "I get it. I get you not telling me." Yelena looks over to Kate and smiles a little bit. "I just..." Yelena starts. "Since Natasha and I have become close again, people don't want me..." Kate looks over with a sad smile forming on her face. "They either figure out who I am or know it before I know them, and then they try and use me."

"I didn't, and I wouldn't." Kate quietly says as she turns her body to Yelena's—the blonde nods. "I know. I knew from the moment I met you in the crowd." Yelena smiles, making Kate smile.

"You're different," Yelena whispers, forcing pink to rise on Kate's cheeks. "Sorry." She then says into the space between them, but Kate shakes her head. "No, don't be." She bites her lip. "I enjoyed tonight. With you. And I like hearing what you say..." She smiles, which turns slightly into a smirk.

Yelena feels like she can tell where this is going, but Natasha, Carol, and Wanda show up around the corner before anything can happen.

Kate and Yelena straighten themselves out and turn towards the trio.

Natasha ignores the sexual tension between Kate and Yelena and runs towards her sister to hug her tightly. "I thought you weren't going to make it tonight!" Yelena hugs her sister back and laughs. "Natasha, I always say that whenever you're in town, and I'm always joking."

Kate's ear pick that up. "You live in the city?" Kate questions Yelena, making everyone look in between her and Kate as Natasha exits the hug.

Yelena awkwardly nods. "I live and work in the city," Natasha smirks. "Looks like you two will have some fun talking later." She winks to her sister before moving forward to Kate. She clears her throat. "Thank you for coming to our show." Kate lifts her hand up as her eyes look over Natasha in steel-toe boots, fishnets, and black leather shorts that go well with her white crop top. Kate swallows before glancing towards Yelena and back. "It's to meet Yelena's sister." She smiles at Natasha as Carol nudges Wanda behind her. "Oh, she's good." 

Wanda agrees. "Look at Yelena's smile... Oh, now she's looking at us."

Yelena shakes her head. "Yes, we can all hear you." Natasha nods and smiles at Kate, then Yelena, and back to the dark-haired woman. "Break her heart. I'll break your neck."

"Natalia!" Yelena exclaims, but that does nothing as Kate nods out of fear. She and Yelena aren't even dating as of this moment, but she still understands the message. "Go-got it."

Natasha smiles. "So, do you want a picture or anything before we head back to the green room? It's kind of an NDA space so no photos and video in the room."

Kate nods and pulls out her phone. Shaking it a little before Carol snatches it and looks Kate over. "Hmm. Ever been with a drummer?" She flirts, causing Wanda to push Carol. "You're married." Carol turns back. "Yes, but unlike you, Maria wouldn't mind."

"Both of you stop." Natasha takes the phone as the three of them surround Kate. Natasha holds up her arm, getting ready to take some selfies, but Kate looks to her left and right and doesn't see Yelena.

She then turns full all the way around to see Yelena looking extra small behind her. "Come on. I want a picture with you, too!" Kate laughs as she pulls Yelena forward in front of her.

"Oh great, now we can only see Yelena's head." Natasha jokes. "Ha ha ha." Yelena dryly speaks. "You sure missed your calling a comedian."

Kate smiles at the interaction between siblings before she looks up at the phone camera.

Yelena does the same and gets an idea.

"Natasha, now!" Yelena yells as she wraps her arms around Kate's waist and lifts her up to be seen. Everyone quickly moves with this plan, smiling and posing in a thousand different ways.

The picture of Kate laughing in her arms is still Yelena's favorite picture to this day.

And on the flip side, when they switched, the picture of Lena laughing in her arms is still Kate's favorite picture to this day.

dividers by @/benkeibear