#and the blondes are super protective of their brunettes

[boojangs]

[imtryingbuck]

Choices

~ gif not mine credit to owner ~

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader. past Bucky x fem!Reader x Steve Rogers

Summary: Steve’s in a relationship with reader and Bucky and goes back to Peggy when he comes back he regrets it

Word count: 1,963

Warnings: angst. stupid Steve. pregnancy. fluff. swearing.

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Walking into the wooden area that Bruce had the portal set up for Steve to take back the stones, hand in hand with both Bucky and Steve you noticed the brunette giving glances to the blonde to your left, when you gave him a questioning look he just smiled. A smile that looked forced and didn’t reach his eyes.

You should have realised something was wrong when Bucky whispered in your ear to go and talk to Sam whilst he spoke to Steve, you should have noticed the hushed argument between your two boyfriends but you were distracted by Bruce’s explanation of the portal and Sam’s million questions.

You should have realised something was wrong when Steve kissed you deeply or when Bucky only gave him a quick kiss before stepping back to be behind you instead.

Or that his last words before he disappeared back into the past was ‘I love you’ to you and your other boyfriend.

“Bruce where is he?” You asked nervously as he hadn’t returned.

“I-I‘m not sure”

Looking at Bucky who refused to look at you, finding the twig he was kicking lightly with his foot more interesting. “Buck? Bucky where is he?”

“I-Y/n/n-“

“Bucky”

At Sam’s voice you both turned to face where your closest friend was looking, on a stone bench sat an old man that was most definitely not there to begin with. Sam slowly walked over to the man leaving his friends behind.

“He’s gone back…back to Peggy”

“N-no-no he wouldn’t! James���he-he wouldn’t do that!”

“Baby he’s already done it, I’m so sorry” he hates the way your eyes filled with tears and the way you clutched at your chest.

“B-but why? Did I do something wrong? Was I not good enough for him? It’s my fault Buck, it’s my fault he went back to her and left you”

“God no baby! Baby he didn’t leave because of you I promise you that, I-I don’t know why he left us but we’re not alone we still have each other, right?”

“W-what? You still want to be with me now that St-he’s left”

“Of course I do, I love you just as much as I love him”

“I love you Bucky”

Though you meant every possible meaning of those words you couldn’t help but feel partially to blame for Steve abandoning the brunette in front of you, the same one he fought so hard to save, protect and defended. Steve cried in your arms when he confessed he had feelings not only for you but his longest friend, he was so confused and ashamed, not of his sexuality but at the fact that he was in love with two people at the same time. When you whispered to him that you had fallen for both super soldiers he blushed and gave you the most shyest smile you had ever seen. And unknown to the pair of you, the other missing piece of your hearts was standing outside of Steve’s office. Bucky’s heart soared when he heard his two loves saying that they loved him back.

It took a few weeks after the confessions before you three started dating, none of your friends-family was bothered as long as you were all happy. 

And yes even though Steve hadn’t left Bucky behind in a world where he was still learning how to operate in on his own because he had you and of course Sam but it still upset you, he left the pair of you for some woman who he kissed once, some woman who had moved on with her life - marriage and all, the same woman who had a niece that he kissed a few times. It made no sense to you.

“Baby…Y/n-“

“I need to talk to him, I need to understand why he left us for a woman who told him to move on and be happy, she told him that Buck! I was right there when she said it!”

“I know doll but-shit”

You were already out of his grasp and was walking over to Sam and the old version of your former boyfriend, your feet faltering when you saw Steve handing the shield over to Sam. Shaking your head you stood next to Sam, eyes slanting as you got a proper look at Steve.

“Y/n/n-“

“Are you happy?”

“What?”

“Did she make you happy? Did you have a great life? Did you even think about me and Bucky?”

“Of course I thought about you and Buck, doll you both mean the world to me”

“Did she make you happy?” You repeated the same question.

“Yes” he answered hesitantly with his eyes closed.

“Did you have a great life?”

“Doll-“

“Did you Steven, yes or no?”

He hesitated once again before answering “yes”.

“Good. Good. Well goodbye Steven” 

“Y/n-“ Steve tries to stop you from backing away by reaching out for your hand, with a shake of your head you move away and walk towards Bucky who took your hand in his as soon as you reached him.

Heading back to the home you three once shared not knowing how empty the place was going to feel now it was just the two of you.

The bed felt bigger and colder now that Steve wasn’t cuddled up on the right side of the bed - his side. Every night without fail you three would lay in bed all snuggled up and one by one you said ‘I love you’ Bucky always went first, then you and then Steve but now that he wasn’t lying next to you, you both waited with bated breath for his response which never came.

You found yourself calling out for Steve whenever you heard the front door open and close, only to find Bucky standing there with a frown etched on his face. He was the same though, one day he walked into the kitchen where you were, saying “Stevie, remind me to pick up milk. Steve-shit. Y/n I’m sorry”.

Of course neither one could blame each other, Steve had been a huge part of your day to day life. You both understood that this new life of yours would take time to get used to.

Since he had left you both for Peggy you both started questioning yourselves, wondering if the other was going to leave next. Not that you told each other your worries and doubts, terrified of coming across as needy, insecure. Beyond terrified of thinking that the other would only stay because you had mentioned it.

As the months went by and the seasons changed so had you and Bucky.

Three months after Steve had left, you had settled down in to bed waiting patiently for Bucky to finish his nightly routine, you frowned lightly when you didn’t hear any noise or movements coming from the joint bathroom.

“Buck? Have you fell asleep on the toilet…again? Bucky?” There wasn’t even a grumble of a response, not like last time when he had gone into the bathroom to do his nightly routine and Steve ended up going to check on him, the blonde bit his lip to stop himself from laughing he went back into the bed room to get Y/n, going back into the bathroom together they saw Bucky in his pjs sitting on the toilet fast asleep. It was lucky that Steve also had the serum because he was able to carry Bucky to bed.

Getting out of bed you went to check on him, frowning when you saw him standing in front of the mirror holding something in his hands. “Buck?”

“I-I found this” this being Steve’s razor. “I-he left us Y/n/n”

“I know bub, I know.” Your heart ached when he turned to face you with tears in his eyes. Seeing Bucky cry was something that always tugged painfully at your heart, he had gone through so much pain in his long life it wasn’t fair for him to be still going through it all because Steve decided he wanted a fantasy instead.

“I-it isn’t fair baby”

Finally getting Bucky to put the razor down after twenty minutes of trying, you managed to get him into bed, he clung to your body tightly whispering how much he loves you. He fell asleep hearing your voice softly telling him how much he means to you, how much love you have for him.

You decided it was time to move out of the apartment and find somewhere new to call home after that night. It wasn’t long until you both found a forever home. Plus you needed to find a bigger place as you had found out that you were pregnant two weeks prior.

For five years you and Bucky lived in the perfect haven, a four bedroom cottage with a few acres of land behind it that Bucky absolutely loved tending to. Bucky had built his own greenhouse with the help from Sam, he was so proud of everything he had grew in there ranging from cucumbers to tomatoes to potatoes and everything in between, the chillies however weren’t turning out like he wanted which made him a little defeated.

He loved his greenhouse. It became his happy place.

Whilst you and Bucky were getting your four year old twins sons and one year old daughter ready for a fun day of activities Sam was standing at his front door staring at someone who he thought he would never see again.

“What are you doing here?”

“Are Y/n and Bucky here?”

“No. Again what are you doing here?”

“W-where are they?”

“Steve, what are you doing back?”

Sighing, looking down whilst placing his hands on his hips “I made a mistake okay, I went to our apartment and someone else answered told me that they had been living there for four years, so I came here”

“Why? You can’t really expect to leave your partners whilst living a fantasy just to come back five years later.”

“It was a mistake, I miss them, it’s them I love”

“But you didn’t love them enough to stay, right?” Sam retorts, wanting to laugh at the man who didn’t just abandon his partners he claims to love but also him.

“I-I made a mistake okay Sam! Just tell me where they are so I can explain to them”

“I don’t think thats a good idea”

“Why not?” The blond snapped.

“Because they’ve moved on from you Steve, they moved on.”

“B-but I can make it right between us, please Sam”

“You can’t just show up and-“

“Please Sam!”

“Fine, but just remember that I did tell you that they’ve moved on.” Sam told him the address and slammed the door in the man’s face, rushing to grab his phone to ring his friends.

The car pulled to a slow stop outside the gate, checking the number on the mailbox he got out of the car he had “borrowed”. His heart twitched at hearing children’s laughter ringing out in the summer evening, walking up the driveway his heart dropped at the scene in front of him.

Due to both Bucky and your phones being inside neither one received the many miss calls or messages from Sam to warn you both about the man who broke both of your hearts was on his way to yours, you didn’t know that he was standing at the side of the house watching you and Bucky playing happily with your children.

Steve smiled sadly seeing what he had missed out on for a fantasy like Sam had said. Slowly walking back to the car a few stray tears fell from his eyes.

He only had himself to blame for his heart aching the way it did by making the worst choice of his life.

Tags: @imcinnamoons | @pigeonmama

[princessbrunette]

john b & jj taking puppy!reader for ice cream for being such a good girl!! pup getting ice cream all over her face while she licks her cone all innocent, looking up at jj while hearts are coming out of his eyes and hes drooling a bit!!

✧˖°. ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა ✧˖°.

you felt super loved.

john b was sat one side of you, the brunette himself having just got paid from his surf shop job therefore treating the three of you to icecream. he reclines in the booth slightly, his arm protectively around the back of your seat as he smiles gently, watching you scarf down the treat.

jj sits the other side, yapping away about something as you listen intently, occasionally taking a breath to spoonful a mountain sized dollop of icecream into his mouth. you’d think you’d be sick of icecream, working at an icecream parlour yourself — but there was something about the dessert that you knew you’d never tire of, especially when you’re enjoying it with people you love.

“so anyways, i’m half way down the street — my pants are fallin’ down, my shoe lace is untied and— damn, pooch, it ain’t goin’ anywhere— slow down.” the blonde interrupts his story to put his own pot of icecream down, grabbing a napkin from the centre of the table to wipe you down.

“jayj.” you groan, wriggling in his grasp as he mops you up. the brunette on your other side places a hand on your shoulder, not firm enough to keep you still, moreso a silent and gentle warning to do so on your own accord.

“eat slowly, pup. you remember what happened last time.” you can hear the amused smirk in john b’s voice without even turning to face him. memories of you wolfing down your dessert to quickly wind up sick flashes through your mind and you grimace.

“so many rules, just want my damn icecream.” you moan, but slowly drag your tongue along it, succumbing to the request to slow down.

jj goes to continue the story, his eyes flickering to the way you swirl your tongue in the pink syrup, blinking rapidly like he’s taking mental polaroids.

“so anyway, as i was sayin’… there… uh… so we were… shit.” he watches the way you put on a show without meaning to, making a mess of your icecream on your tongue once more.

john b tilts his head with a grin, squinting a little at the blonde. “you good, jay?”

“yup. so good. just can’t concentrate ‘cus our girl here is makin’ sweet love to her ice cream.”

you giggle, wiping your own mouth with a glint of mischief in your eyes.

“am not.”

“are too, look if you wanna suck it just say so, s’right here.” jj sits back with his legs open, gesturing to his crotch. the amusement leaves your eyes to be replaced with arousal, batting your lashes up at him now as john b rolls his eyes.

“jesus, would you two behave in public?”

suddenly your head is whipping round to look at him, and jj is slowly taking the icecream from your hand so you don’t drop it. “are y’gonna teach me a lesson if i don’t, daddy?” you pout and he sighs, leaning his head back on the booth for a moment as he gathers himself.

“yes.” he emphasises when he opens his eyes once more, reaching down to fix his shorts around his crotch, making jj chuckle. “and shutup. c’mon, we’re done here.”

“aww, but my icecream.” you mewl as the brunette pulls you from the booth to march you back to the twinkie.

“mhm, should’a thought of that pup.” jj gives your ass a subtle little swat as he passes you, leading the way to open the door to exit the parlour.

✧˖°. ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა ✧˖°.

[peachhcs]

i always keep my promises

hughes!sister x will smith au

there's a promise to be upheld after will's game — part 2 to a trip to van

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warnings: SMUT, lowkey like all smut, little plot. kissing, making out, grinding, slight fingering, cumming in pants, p in v (protected), swearing

here is the promised second part to a trip to van where samy fulfills her promise to will before his game. i went a little crazy in this, so sorry in advance! hopefully this isn't bad and if it is i'm so sorry lmao writing smut is always so questionable for me HAHA

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will wasn't far behind as him and samy disappeared into their shared room for the weekend, shutting and locking the door behind them. a lazy, lustful grin sat on his lips, eyes never leaving the pretty girl in front of him while he leaned back against the door—taking her in and basically undressing her with his eyes. 

samy wasn't blind to her boyfriend's expression. in fact, she could feel it on her back. his desire was hot and the wetness in her underwear was already growing. the effect both of them had on each other was quite tangible even when they hadn't touched yet. the brunette spun around, finally taking in will's appearance with a tiny smirk dancing on her lips. he looked so good. his curls were unkempt and a bit damp from his post-game locker room shower which meant his suit was hastily thrown back on and the buttons were open and she could see his bare chest poking through. 

"i mentioned some sort of promise earlier?" she decided to tease just a bit, slowly approaching his figure and taking joy in riling him up. 

"you did," will nodded, gaze following her every move and breath hitching when she got so close their bodies were practically touching. 

"can you remind me of it again?" god, she was so insufferable. will hated to admit how much he liked it though and the small twitch in his pants said otherwise. 

instead of speaking, the tall hockey player bent down to connect their lips in a fiery kiss. they immediately melted into one another like before, will's hand snaking around her waist, down her hip, and ending at the round of her ass and squeezing. 

the love will had for samy's ass made her head spin in a good way, giggling at the action and pushing herself against his body. will groaned at the feeling. 

"is this what you wanted?" samy mumble-whispered as they pulled away for a second. her little soft gaze made will weak in the knees, another twitch from down south. 

they hardly even touched, yet the hold she had on him was undeniable. "yeah, mhm," was all will managed as he pushed his lips back onto hers. 

their tongues fought for dominance while samy's hand began moving. she brushed past will's skin beneath his undershirt, her touch leaving goosebumps despite the warmth in the room. she went all the way down until her hand connected with his belt and waistband of his dress pants. there was a small tug on his belt making will's hips jerk forward into hers like she wanted him closer. samy felt her boyfriend's growing bulge, smirking against his lips. 

"you're this hard already? we just started," there it was with the teasing again. a hot blush rose to the hockey player's face, no words coming out of his mouth for an excuse. 

"nothing's changed, has it?" samy giggled. she knew the hold she had on him and she continuously prided herself in the fact that will got rock hard in a matter of seconds and she didn't even have to touch him. 

"you could say that. you also look super hot," the blonde tried defending himself despite his weak resolve. 

"i'm very aware, baby. you look super hot, too," she pulled her finger through some of will's loser curls, tugging a bit. he groaned again. 

"you're killing me," he mumbled. 

"what were you saying earlier? you can do it in ten?" samy tilted her head, smirking again. 

"i could probably do it in five right now," that made the brunette laugh, but will wasn't joking. 

he was throbbing now, desperate for samy's touch and straining in the tight material of his dress pants. will's head hit the back of the door with a thud, involuntarily pushing his hips into hers again for some sort of friction. 

"someone's desperate, huh?" she smiled. 

"you have no idea," will had to shut his eyes because he couldn't keep looking at his girlfriend in the smallest skirt he's ever seen paired with a shirt with his name and number on the back. if he kept looking he'd probably cum in his pants right then. 

"you want me to touch you, then?" that stupid head tilt was gonna be will's weakness tonight. 

"please. need to feel you." 

samy did as told and finally palmed will's hard cock through his pants. the blonde moaned out before quickly slapping his hand over his mouth when he remembered quinn was nearby. "fuck. that feels so good," the blonde got out, already panting. 

"fuck, you're so hard, baby," samy commented as will pushed his hips further into her hand. her panties were now soaked under her skirt, slowly directing will's hand in that direction. 

the boy bit his lip hard when his fingers made contact with samy's wet folds. he struggled to keep another moan down, "jesus, you're so wet." 

"you're not the only desperate one here," samy groaned, softly moaning when will began rubbing his finger across her walls. she took that as an opportunity to stick her hand down his pants to rub him. 

they continued like that for another minute—samy practically grinding into will's fingers and will bucking his hips to meet the pace of her strokes. they smashed their lips together to conceal the moans fighting their way up their throats, praying that quinn wouldn't hear them. samy slowly moved them to the bed. will sat down as the brunette climbed onto his lap, quickly reattaching their lips and samy's wet core landing right on will's leaking cock. she began grinding her hips into his—chocked, muffled moans escaping. 

"f-fuck, shit. 'm so hard, baby. need you so bad," will cried, hands trying to slow samy's fast hips. he could feel himself leaking precum into his pants, and the wetness from samy's soaked core was enough to make the blonde wanna cum. 

"need you, too will. want you inside of me. wanna fuck you," the brunette hummed, lost in her own pleasure and the friction of will's pants pleasuring herself. 

"g-god, slow-slow down for a second. gonna make me cum already," the boy's breath hitched, that feeling in his stomach building quickly. he gripped her ass, but did nothing to stop her hips because why would he want her to stop when it felt so good? 

"already? that might be a record for you, will," samy teased him, grinding into him harder. 

will's hips stuttered uncontrollably. he grabbed samy's ass hard, definitely leaving a mark later, while the cum spilled out of his cock and into his pants. a rather loud moan left his lips, the warm seed coating everything in his boxers. "fuck, fuck. oh, fuck. j-jesus.." the hockey player slowly came down from his high, another red blush of embarrassment coloring his cheeks for finishing in his underwear. 

"that was so fucking hot," samy mumbled, grinning. 

"it was?" the blonde grimaced, but she held his face in her hands, kissing the bridge of his nose. 

"glad to know i have that much of an effect on you." 

will blushed again, hiding his face in her neck. 

"still wanna fuck you, though," samy hummed and her words immediately brought will's dick back to life. she smirked when she felt the twitch beneath her. 

they tore each other's clothes off. will's button up fell onto the ground and so did his pants. samy rid herself of her shirt and pushed her skirt down to the floor. will's mouth watered when he caught a glimpse of the matching blue lingerie set sitting perfectly on the girl's body. 

"god, you're perfect," he reached forward to touch her chest, squeezing one boob in his large hand. 

"like it? picked it out just for you," she winked and will was basically gone right then and there. 

samy pushed him back onto the bed, his back sinking into the soft mattress. she started at his neck before slowly kissing her way down his entire torso. will shut his eyes, taking in all the pleausre. when she kissed around the base of his cock will's hips jerked up from the contact so close to where he wanted her. 

he was hard and ready again, begging for another release from his red tip. 

this time, will took action as he pulled her back to his lips. they made out, lips sucking one another and tongues battling for dominance like earlier. will's hand reached down, his fingers searching to pleasure samy's folds and get her ready for him. she was still as wet as when he touched her the first time, maybe even more. he moaned into her mouth when her slick covered every inch of his fingers. 

"got me so wet for you, will," samy moaned softly. 

"you're to die for." 

she reached down as well to grab ahold of his cock. will jumped a bit when her soft hands wrapped around him, "c-condom's in my bag." 

samy reached down, fishing through the first pocket for the plastic wrapping. she giggled when she felt a few of them hidden deep in his bag. "you came prepared." 

"was kinda hoping something like this would happen this weekend," will flushed.

"i was hoping the same thing," she kissed his cheek before rolling the condom down his length. will moaned at the feeling before bringing her back to him, eager to feel her. 

"want me to ride you?" samy smiled.

"please," will nodded. 

she grabbed his cock again, lining herself up and slowly sliding down. it stung for a second since they hadn't done this in awhile, but the pain quickly turned into pleasure the further in will got. he shut his eyes, mumbling incoherent nothings as he tried his best to not blow his load so fast again, but it was really hard when samy was squeezing him so tight. 

"f-f..fuck. fuck. you're squeezing me so tight," will moaned, forgetting how loud he was because his brain was way too clouded with pleasure at the moment. 

"shit, will. feels so good. you're so big," samy threw her head back, slowly starting to move. 

will's fingers slipped through the band of samy's thong, hands trembling slightly and his hips trying to match her harsh thrusts against his throbbing cock. she moved with such ease it was hard for the blonde to keep up.

"oh god. you feel so good, baby. fuck," will threw his head back onto the pillow, uncontrollable moans falling from his lips. 

"this what you wanted, will? is this the promise?" samy mumbled, mixing between bouncing and thrusting her hips against his own. 

"yes, yes. shit. been thinking about you and this since..fucking forever," his voice grew strained and a bit raspy. small beads of sweat piled at the top of his forehead and his brain nearly short circuited when he felt samy's tits press against his chest when she leaned down closer to his face. 

he ducked his gaze to her open cleavage and the way her tits spilled out of the tiny lace bralette that was one size too small and will wondered if she did that on purpose for him. 

"uh, s-samy, i'm getting close again," will muttered, his stomach clenching and balls tightening the closer she worked him to his second orgasm. 

"fuck, me too, will. your cock is so good to me," she moaned into his neck. 

will's gaze dipped further until he could see himself disappearing into samy's walls. she sucked him into her and the sight brought the blonde closer to his finish. 

"shit, i can't think straight around you. need to cum. gonna cum—fuck. fuck. fuck," will rambled, his grip on samy's hip was bruising. 

"fuck, cum for me will. wanna cum with you," she said and continued her bouncing to get him along.

will's grip moved to the bed sheets as his hips thrusted up to meet the girl's own thrusts. he was so fucking close. 

finally, samy let go. her walls clenched will's length hard, basically sucking him into her as she released on him. a wet base of sticky substance filled at the bottom of will's cock and her orgasm was enough to send the hockey player over the edge as well. he cried out, thrusting up into samy's walls to spill his second load into the condom. "fuck. fuck. oh, god. shit, samy. mmphh, fucking hell."

 the two moaned into each other's mouths while will pushed all of his cum into the condom, his warm seed overwhelming his overstimulated cock that was now twitching from aftershock. 

"so fucking hot, baby. you did so good," samy praised, kissing all over her boyfriend's face as the two came down from their orgasms. will smiled lazily, attaching his lips to hers for a sweet kiss. 

"been waiting months to do that," he mumbled and the two laughed. 

samy slowly slid off, will's now semi-hard cock falling onto his stomach and the filled condom. he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her some more and just reeling in the post-sex bliss lingering in the room and his mind. 

"i love you so much," the blonde mumbled. 

"i love you more, my number 2," samy grinned, resting her head in the crook of his neck, the two winding down and catching their breaths. 

"so, round two later?" will joked, but also half-serious. if he was only going to see samy tonight for another few months, he wanted to make the most of it. the girl laughed. 

"later? i can get you hard in seconds," she teased. 

will flushed, trying to play her off, but his body deceived him when his cock twitched up at samy's words. 

"that's what i thought," she grinned and quickly attacked her boyfriend's lips again, neither of them complaining about the night ahead. 

[stinkygirl009]

Hi, love! I was hoping I could request an imagine where young Johnny Lawrence is super jealous abt his crush (best friend) going out on a date that he tries to sabotage it? By the end of the night he confesses that he likes the reader and it's really fluffy.

YES A MILLION TIMES YES.

It wasn’t a secret to Y/n that the 2 time All Valley champion, Johnny Lawrence was jealous. All of it started when you told him about a guy you met at Leo Carrillo Beach while walking him to his dojo.

“You sure he wasn’t just joking?” The blonde asked turning his head over to you. Meanwhile he was gripping onto the straps of his bag. “Ouch, thanks, Johnny.” Her eyes rolled for what felt like the millionth time today. “Didn’t mean it like that.” He scoffed quietly. “He’s what you gotta understand- He seemed actually genuine! And an extra bonus points for having the hots too.” She pokes her tongue out only half teasing. God, now it was his turn to roll his eyes. the more you said, the more the jealousy was boiling through him. “I don’t see the problem, all the past times you’ve been fine with it! What’s so different this time around?” She asks genuinely curious on why he couldn’t let it go.

“I don’t say anything about the girls you go out with, even though I have my opinions on some of them.” Y/n stated truthfully. “Like Katie,”

“Oh god, don’t bring her up.” He groaned her name, throwing his head back. like nails to a goddamn chalkboard. “I called that shit, remember?”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. But this time I have MY opinions on this guy.” He walks in front of you turning around walking backwards. He puts one of his hands up as a counter. “First off you barely know him,” he lifts up one finger. “You barely know the chicks you meet half the time!” She argues back. “This isn’t about me. Second, everyone you meet at Carrillo beach turns out to cheat on you later on.” He tilts his head down slightly trying to reason with you. She crosses her arms looking at him, knowing what he’s trying to do. “Look, Johnny. You’re my best friend. And I get your trying to protect me, but what if he turns out to be good, huh? I have to at least give him a chance.” He swallowed hard. Hearing ‘Best friend’ hit harder than usual. that was the thing. he did want the date to work out. The possibility of you leaving him behind and never talking to him again fill his thoughts over and over. He wants to be the one you want to be with. Truth is he stopped dating after he realized he liked you. And it took him a long time to even come to terms with it.

“Fine.” He huffed shoving his fits in his instantly recognizable red jacket pockets and went back walking next to you. She sighs feeling him almost fuming next to her. After a few moments of silence Y/n nudges him gently. “Hey,” she says softly, looking at him trying to be comforting. He looks over at her. His jaw clenched slightly.

“If he’s shitty then we can egg his car.” Her soft smile turns into a teasingly menacing one. He laughs softly.

Wait.

“Where are you guys going?” Johnny asks, a plan forming. “To golf and stuff.” She looks forward nearing cobra Kia. He smirks his plan clear as day. If the dates going well. Then he’s gonna have to make it one hell of a shitty date then.

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Johnny wasn’t jealous…

Nah, he isn’t. He just made a plan to ruin your date at golf and stuff with Tommy. No for sure he isn’t jealous. “Hey, Tommy.” Johnny nudged his shoulder. Tommy looked up at the blonde almost instantly noticing his tone in Johnnys voice. “Yeah?”

“She here with that dweeb.” Johnny nodded over to you and taller brunette. “You sure this is a good idea? She seems like she’s actually having fun..” Tommy asked skeptically. “Yeah I’m sure.” Johnnys looked over at him smirk widened.

“Ha I won again!” Y/n picked up her pink ball from the hole. “That’s because I’m letting you.” The brunette named Aaron teased throwing the club over his shoulder. They both walked over to the next golf course. “You wanna get a slushy after this one?” Aaron offered with a smile. “Yeah, why not. Cherry slushy and m&ms sound good right now.” She put down her ball and lined up her club aiming towards the ball. “Get ready to lose again.” She laughed and hit the ball almost completely missing the hole.

“Close enough.” He shrugged ready to take his turn. He fixed his posture lifting the club up slightly.

TISKISKISK!!

Water sprayed through the area around us. “What the hell?!” Y/n looked around seeing the only one sprinkler go off right next to us. She looks around suspicious that this wasn’t an accident. Her eyes catch a certain blonde haired red jacket boy hiding behind a tree. Y/n just stood there the puzzle pieces connecting immediately with her arms crossed.

“Dude she sees us!” Tommy tried to tell Johnny who was too busy laughing at brunette who was trying get out of the water spraying on them.

“Johnny!” Johnnys eyes look for the voice falling on Y/n. His smile instantly gone. Shit. She stood there disappointed. People around them laughed, trying to cover their faces. She looked around feeling like she was a damn zoo animal. The embarrassment filling her she looking down clearly upset, and began to walk over to Aaron grabbing his hand dragging them to the inside of the arcade. Once Johnny saw her face made his chest tighten. God, he was jealous. And he let take over and embarrass his best friend.

“Told you it was a bad idea, man.” Tommy saw the look on Johnnys face. Johnny felt like the biggest asshole in the whole world. Without thinking he quickly moved away from the tree running after you needing to fix the whole mess he caused.

“Johnny don’t-“ Tommy tried to stop him but quickly gave up knowing Johnny won’t listen to him. “Damnit.” Tommy over his eyes knowing he shouldn’t have agreed to help.

“Y/n, wait!” Catches up to them. Y/n’s jaw clenched trying to not turn around and slap him right then and there. Waiting for her response to no avail, Johnny grabbed onto her shoulder. Oh hell no. She snapped her body towards him letting go of Aaron’s hand. Y/n shoved Johnnys chest. “What the hell were you thinking, Johnny?!” She yelled furious with him. He stumbled back slightly. “Look, I’m sorry!” Johnny tried to apologize. The h/c girls eyes pierced through him like spears. She looked back at Aaron. “I’ll be right back.” She walked in front of Johnny grabbing the front of his jacket pulling him back to a quiet area. She lets go of his jacket crossing her arms feeling the small tears filling her eyes. Not believing he could actually do this to her. His eyes softened noticing her small tears. “I’m so sorry, Y/n. I-I..” he sighed trying to find the right words. “You shouldn’t give that jerk a chance, I know what kind of guy he is. I can tell okay?!”

“You don’t even know him, Johnny!” She scoffed not believing what he’s even saying. “Because I don’t want you to leave me!” Johnnys words slip out of his throat taking a step closer, faces mer inches apart.

Oh.

Y/n eyes widened at his words. Johnny breathing hitches realizing what he just said. “What..?” She looks in his eyes not believing what he finally admitted to her. Johnny swallows the knot in his throat. “I like you.” Y/n feels her breathing gets heavier. She glances at his parted lips. And swallows nervously. “…me too.” She says softly. “i just thought we could only be friends.” Y/n’s gaze doesn’t move from his face. Johnnys eyes softened. This was his fault. He should have just said something just before the matter of time before he did something stupid, like this.

Without a warning he quickly pecks Y/n’s soft lips. Her eyes widened, he pulled back hesitantly. Slowly a small smile on her face appeared. A few moments pass before she placed a hand on his cheek and leaned up to his lips and gives a gentle kiss on his lips. Johnny melts into the kiss almost instantly titling his head leaning into the kiss better. Y/n pulls away and looks at his reaction. His eyes open by the look on his face he’s obviously shy. Y/n can’t help the laugh falling from her lips.

“You did it wrong the first time.”

“Then you’re gonna have to show me again.” He placed a hand on her soaking wet hair and pulled her into another kiss<3

A/n: HOPE YOU LIKED IT ANON!! I TRIED MY HARDEST TO MAKE THIS GOOD😭🙏

(Btw I have seen everyone’s requests! And I’m planning on working on them soon<3)

[neuroprincess]

Criminal Minds Women, and how they act when they’re jealous? Thank you!

Criminal Minds - They're Jealous (Preferences)

Classification: Fluff

Pairing: Alex Blake, Elle Greenaway, Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jareau, Penelope Garcia and Tara Lewis

Warnings: None

Word count: +600

Alex Blake

4/10

- Being a more reserved and quiet person, she may not feel or show jealousy easily. However, when this happens she can react in one of two ways: stop next to you and wait for whoever is trying to gain your attention to realize that you're together, or simply be direct about it, being as calm and rational as possible. Then, in privacy and comfort, Alex will kiss you passionately, hands on waist caressing tenderly and never admitting that this reassures her more than any words could.

Elle Greenaway

7/10

- Let's say she doesn't get jealous often and it's not easy to cause it, that's what the brunette says. Elle isn't so subtle, you know immediately what's going on, because in a millisecond she changes her body expression, also gets serious and keeps silent, giving short answers. If you're at work, she'll stare blatantly, anger showing in every facial muscle. If you're in a bar or other public place, she'll just lean in and kiss you, resting her arm on your shoulder. She's certainly the most probable to pick a fight.

Emily Prentiss

5/10

- This woman would try not to let her jealousy show and would deny it to the death to anyone who asked, but she can't be as discreet as imagines. When she's jealous, the agent laughs more than she normally would and sometimes, without even realizing it, she slips out a few sarcastic phrases, clearly uncomfortable with the situation. If Emily becomes self-conscious about how is acting and reacting, she will apologize to you, a little embarrassed, and try to talk about it. Words of affirmation and physical touch are very effective ways of reassuring her, like holding hands under the table or using affectionate nicknames.

Jennifer Jareau

9/10

- Of all of them, the blonde is by far the most jealous. In addition to being easily susceptible, it's evident in every look, gesture and word, a growing anger at any provocation or inappropriate attention another person gives you. She finds it difficult to express this verbally or talk about the topic, but JJ is usually protective and very affectionate in these moments, which means arms wrapped around your body, hands held with fingers intertwined, an occasional kiss between collarbone and neck… possibly a mark in the same place will be made later, a hickey that she will constantly admire and be proud of, because you are hers and only hers.

Penelope Garcia

4/10

- Surprisingly, the hacker is jealous and doesn't make a point of hiding the fact. There are rare moments and it takes a bit of effort to happen, like when Derek calls you "Baby Girl" and she's openly bothered. At first, you both think the reason is because it's his exclusive nickname for her, only to quickly discover, in a friendly conversation, that she actually doesn't like anyone calling you affectionate names except herself, especially the sweet ones. And the man almost gets slapped on the head for teasing her on purpose. After all that, Penelope laughs and gives you a tender kiss, calling you all the sweet names she can think of, delighted to see you blush with some of them.

Tara Lewis

2/10

- Jealousy isn't on her agenda, even if you've been in a relationship for years it's possible to count on one hand how many times she's been jealous. If it does happen she's super chill during the whole thing, you hardly notice except for that familiar smile that doesn't really reach the eyes and fingers stroking down your forearm tortuously slow, believe, Tara doesn't even realize what she's doing until someone tells her. The topic is brought up in a pleasant conversation, with a few laughs and kisses, which surely ends in a cuddling session.

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[uwupaige]

the nanny [paige bueckers] part five

[chapter 8]

read part four here!

chapter eight: cat as a cat!

*barely proofread*

the small clicks of her feet against the grey and dirty pavement filled catherine's sense for a moment as her and paige's conversation came to a brief halt. they had mindlessly been holding several casual conversations over the course of the evening. the sounds of excited children paired well with the festive environment—houses decorated in family friendly horror, animated, blow-up ghosts and fog machines probably being sold out in every department store near them. the women both loved how most of the homes in this random neighborhood were super involved in the holiday and their community.

madion's small skipping had been only a few feet in front of the women as she wandered down the sidewalk looking for the next house adorned in gore to visit. the girl had been trick-or-treating for the last couple of hours, seemingly not tired yet. she was in her own little world, even after the constant reminder from the tall women behind her to not go too far or to watch where she was walking.

the women kept up with madison as best as they could, but they were honestly growing bored of the consistent pace of the evening, in turn making them tired. paige tried her best to keep her head up, though, looking forward to the halloween party she had planned on attending later that evening.

their arms brushed and bumped against one another constantly, the closeness not seeming to bother either of the women as they picked back up on their conversation flow.

"oh, i signed maddie up for one of those little league sports programs you were telling me about." paige spoke up, inevitably breaking the silence.

catherine looked up slightly from where her eyes lingered on madison to meet the eyes of the blonde beside her. lightly gasping excitedly, her hands together to make a single clap sound, holding them close to her chest. "really?" she asked, excitedly. she was so happy paige had listened to her advice. paige responded with a nod and a grin, looking down at catherine momentarily. "she's gonna love it." catherine added.

paige sighed with a nod as she swayed slightly down the concrete, eyes finding the back of her daughters head once more, "hope so. she needs friends." she spoke sincerely.

catherine shrugs, ultimately agreeing with the woman but lacking her worry. "don't stress it." she shoves her hands in the back pocket of her dark washed jeans that clung to her body. "i wasn't very social until high school. and i'm pretty cool now."

paige let's out a belly laugh at that one, relishing in the unamused look catherine shot her way, "please. i'm one of your three friends. the other two are your mom and molly."

catherine's arms folded across her chest, the chunky green sweater on her torso falling slightly off her shoulder to reveal her smooth, tan skin. "technically, you're my boss."

"mhm. and your mom is your mom—doesn't count. you have one friend."

scoffing, catherine shakes her head at the blonde, holding a hand up in defense. "shut up. i used to be cool in high school."

"used to be. i been cool since birth."

the brunette playfully shoves the teasing woman beside her, but she mostly ends up pushing herself away from her, paige hardly stumbling due to her strong balance.

shaking her head once again, catherine spoke, "molly would beat your ass if she heard how mean you were being to me."

"gosh, i wanna meet her. she sounds so bad." paige commented unashamed, having heard so many cool stories about the woman and her best friend already. molly sounded like a hell of a time.

the woman nods politely, shoving her hands into the sleeves of her sweater to protect her from the cool, october air. "she is.. but she's so professional now, it's hard to get it out of her." catherine spoke, almost reminiscing on who her best friend once was when they were younger. she had a hard time clinging on to the past.

"still." paige doesn't change her mind. taking a pause, she then asks a question that lingered in her mind. "does she live 'round here?"

the brunette sighs, almost just realizing right now that she really did have no friends. "no, she uh, moved to new york—brooklyn."

paige wanted to wince at the new information. she'd die if she lived that far away from the team of women she called her best friends and sisters. "that's tough.. what about your mom?"

"she's in boston." catherine informed uninterested, almost like she wasn't the biggest fan of this topic.

paige's brows furrowed, now wondering if catherine had anyone near by. any friends, family. "why's she there?"

catherine shrugged, arms still firm across her chest. "she moved there after i graduated high school. for as long as i can remember, she's wanted to move there. never knew why, never asked." she spoke, plain and simple.

paige nodded, now sticking her cold palms in the pockets of her black sweat pants as she decided to share some information of her own. "i've lived away from my mom for most of my life. i only ever visited her during the summer."

"yeah?"

"mhm. but, i'm a dad's girl, so." paige joked, insinuating she was never all that close with her mother.

catherine chuckled with a single head shake, "yeah, that's checks out."

paige's nose scrunched at what she assumed was the woman teasing her, looking over at her with an frown. "whatchu mean?"

"you're so spoiled." the brunette snorted.

paige's jaw dropped momentarily. she would've stopped dead in her tracks if she didn't have a small child to keep up with. "stop playin', i'm not spoiled."

catherine laughed at the teasing she was giving the blonde beside her. they both watched as madison ran up to the next house they passed by, stopping momentarily by their dark blue mailbox as she watched the little girl excitedly yell out, "trick or treat!"

the older couple who opened the door complimented the girls cat costume, madison not hesitating to remind them that she was actually a cheetah. catherine giggled at the interaction, paige continuing her conversation next to her.

"i think i became way more selfless after drew was born." the blonde explained, cheeks a shade of pink from the cold air. catherine has heard of drew many times before, she loved the way paige would talk about him. "and then after mads.."

catherine took her eyes off of madison, looking up at the side of paige's face with a warm smile. "whole view on life changed?"

paige nodded, looking down to catch catherine's expecting brown eyes, noticing how she shifted slightly under her gaze. "completely."

catherine's smile sent vibrations down the blondes spine, causing a warm sensation to errupt in her stomach and her hands to become sweaty. paige hadn't noticed, but she gulped rather obviously, the brunette raising an eyebrow at that with a smile paige couldn't quite place on her plump lips.

the two were soon interrupted from their moment by a tired madison walking down the drive way, whining. "i'm tired, mom."

paige noticed how she was dragging. catherine reached for the bucket filled to the brim with candy, grasping it firmly to carry for the girl. paige picked up her tired daughter, the three of them heading back down the opposite side of the road where their condo apartment would be waiting for them.

˚✧.*

the women managed to get madison down to sleep, trading off on who would bathe her and who would go through her candy for anything that seemed out of the ordinary.

after reasonable suggestions from a stern catherine, paige allowed madison two pieces of candy to have before bed. originally, she was just going to let the girl have at it. the brunette simply shook her head at the thought.

they both managed to get her to bed at a decent time, only a mere thirty minutes later than normal. though, catherine did most of the heavy lifting because paige wasn't reading madison her book the way catherine did. rolling her eyes and shaking her head, she passed the book to catherine. "that's all you."

the women both exited madison's now dark room, closing the door as quietly as possible. paige followed catherine to the kitchen, where her dark brown purse had been lingering since they all left for trick-or-treating that evening.

reading the digital numbers on the stove top that indicated what time it was, the brunette decided that 8:34 would be a good time to head home for the night. before all of the suspicious people and drunk drivers came out. remembering paige had mentioned catherine not needing to stay late since she had hired a babysitter for the night, she gathered her things, throwing her purse over her shoulder. though, she wouldn't even be able to say farewell to the blonde, the jingle of her keys enough to make paige speak up.

"woah, wait, where are you going?" paige asked, confused, as she walked up behind the brunette before her, stopping herself when she's only a couple of feet away from her.

catherine looked back at the woman, confusion too on her face before turning her body completely. "i'm.. going home?"

she was confused as to why paige was confused. they did every night. when paige returned home, catherine would then return to her home. her excuse was always her needing to check up on her cat.

though, this night was different. she technically hadn't been working for most of it, she just wanted to join the bueckers for some family friendly, halloween fun. and, of course, she wanted to do madison's cheetah makeup.

paige simply just shook her head, hands leaving her pockets as she gestured with her words, "no, we're going to that halloween party i told you about yesterday."

the woman blinked at paige, almost as if she had been speaking a foreign language. her brows furrowed, shaking her head profusely as she stumbled on her words. "wait- no- i didn't say i'd go."

"yes, you did." paige spoke matter of factly, catherine instantly recognizing the playful tone in the woman's voice, one she had been aware of since they met.

catherine scoffs, an amused smile playing on her plump lips, "i did not, fuck you." her voice was light and playful, a heavy contrast to her words.

"did too. you said you'd love to join me."

"liar, i said i'd think about it."

the blonde took a pause, eyeing catherine expectantly. "well.. have you thought about it?"

shaking her head, the brunette gathered her belongings once more. "goodnight, paige."

pushing past the determined woman, catherine attempted to make it to the door—her exit, her home free—but was unfortunately stopped by paige, grabbing her hand swiftly. "please, it'll be so much fun. you said it yourself, you have no friends."

catherine didn't have much time to dwell on the fact that her hand was now in paige's, too focused on the slight insult thrown her way. "i never said i didn't have any friends." she spoke with a scoff and an amused chuckle.

paige grimaced, realizing she had thought that all on her own. "my bad." the woman just rolled her eyes in response, paige's once playful act now more serious. "just come. i promise, it'll be fun."

shaking her head, catherine could feel herself being persuaded. "i.. i don't even have a costume." she found an excuse to throw.

however, the sound of madison's small voice interrupted the women once again that night. the small girl stood tired in the frame of the hallway, rubbing her eyes as she spoke innocently. "you can wear mine, cat."

paige let out a small laugh at this, both of them regretting being as loud as they were, disappointed they woke up the small girl.

the blonde turned to face the woman beside her, hands no longer intertwined. "no excuses. you're coming."

˚✧.

pulling into the unfamiliar lot, paige found the nearest spot to park her black car in, urging catherine to hurry up. the women had arrived at catherine's apartment complex. old looking, and a bit run down, paige took in the scenery. after paige had gotten ready at her place, she had managed to, by the grace of God, get catherine on board with her plan.

they made a quick stop at catherine's apartment so the girl could find a last minute costume to throw on.

unbuckling her seatbelt and hopping out of the vehicle, the brunette turned to paige, a wondering look present on her face. "you coming?"

walking up the outdoor concrete steps to the second floor on the complex, they reached the woman's humble abode. paige couldn't help but look past her shoulder every few seconds, the building emitting an eerie aura, one that would scare her endlessly

if she had to walk to her apartment alone at night.

finally, the front door, with the number 42 resting on it, had popped open a bit. the click of the lock turning brought paige a sense of comfort, excited to finally make it inside.

flipping the light on, paige noticed how catherine's apartment resembled nothing of the outside. yeah, the appliances were older, but she could tell the woman took pride in making her place a home.

the most comfortable looking sofa took up a good chunk of the room, large, light grey cushions looked like they had been worn in. the several blankets of the same green color palette decorated the couch nicely. a small, round table was found with four chairs surrounding it, though she could tell only one of them had been used extensively.

catherine walked about the place casually, opposite from paige's hesitant wandering.

"cute place."

catherine recognized her tone as a genuine one, looking past her shoulder momentarily to shoot the woman a just as genuine grin. "thanks." she spoke, her words like honey. she tossed her purse onto her small kitchen counter, "you can get comfy. might be here for a while."

paige hoped they wouldn't be as long as the woman promised. it was one thing to be fashionably late, but they were already pushing it by an hour.

thirty minutes passed, and paige was becoming a bit anxious by how late they would now be. "yo, cat," the woman called, getting a simple 'hmm' in response. standing up from the comfortable cushion, she wanders deeper into the small apartment to find where catherine had been. "we gotta get going."

she turned into a small bathroom, and she had realized how different her and catherine lived. her bathroom was way more decorated than paige's could've ever been. she liked the smell of perfume and vanilla soap that lingered in the air. looking at catherine through the mirror, she noticed the simple cat makeup she had done. she also noticed the stack of folded clothes sitting on her toilet lit, cat ears laying comfortably on top.

"you can't beg me to come to this party with you last minute, and then rush me." the woman spoke simply without missing a beat, somehow staying focused on her costume makeup.

paige went to grab the pile of clothes resting on the toilet lit, holding them firm in her hands. "just finish getting ready in the car, it's like fifteen minutes away."

catherine scoffed, "i can't do my makeup in the car."

"try your best." paige sassed before exiting the bathroom. a few moment passed before catherine heard the sound of her front door closing, indicating paige had indeed left to her car. with catherine's costume in hand.

sighing with an eye roll, catherine muttered some spanish insults to herself before gathering her makeup necessities into the small, black, makeup stained pouch.

though she was irritated with all of the bumps and sharp turns, catherine managed to finish her makeup pretty well. now, she had to figure out how she was supposed to change her clothes in this moving vehicle comfortably and without showing too much to the woman beside her.

"paige, i don't know any of them, though... i haven't been to a party like that in years." the woman pleaded, continuing on with their previous conversation as she slipped her jeans down her legs.

to say paige was using all of her strength to not look over at catherine an unhealthy amount was an understatement. if there wasn't a road that she had to pay attention to, she would've been staring.

shaking her head, disagreeing with the brunettes worries, "you were literally a bartender. for, like, three years." paige responded.

catherine sighed, bending over slightly to find her bottoms in the pile of clothes that sat on the floor of paige's car.  "it's different when i'm working. i go on autopilot."

"just relax."

"wish it was that simple." the woman responded without missing a beat, anxiety filling her chest.

her hands soon find the hems of her chunky, dark green sweater, swiftly pulling it over her head.

this time, paige really couldn't help the way her eyes shifted from the dark road to the woman beside her several times. though she couldn't stare for long, she took note of the very plain and simple black bra catherine had been sporting. though there wasn't anything special about the garment itself, the woman just could help but want to look. she took note of her smooth and tan stomach. she has seen it many times when catherine would wear small shirts, but she'd never seen it in such an intimate manner.

clearing her throat, the blonde hoped the saliva would return to her now dry mouth soon. "you're gonna get along with everyone. promise."

deep down, catherine was mainly scared of partying with paige like that. though she had already accepted the fact that paige was more her friend than she would ever be her boss, it was still nerve wrecking to hang with her in such a manner. this was a territory they had yet to enter. and she wasn't sure why it made her so insanely nervous.

˚✧.*

catherine walked mere inches behind paige as they walked up the steps to the location of the halloween party. a small home, but a house nonetheless. she didn't try to walk past or next to paige, her anxiety more prominent than ever. her heels of choice allowed her to be almost the same height as the woman before her, something she wasn't sure she liked or not.

opening the door casually, paige stepped in. catherine was only a few seconds before her, stepping in the place as paige closed the door behind the pair. looking around, she noticed the orange and purple lights emitting from several corners of the room, a few gory decorations here and there. she noticed the small home wasn't terribly crowded, groups of adults scattered around the main areas. however, the sounds of cheering and miscellaneous greetings would've convinced her the house was filled to the brim had she been blindfolded.

the woman recognized that they were all excited because of the blonde woman before her, a few starting to chant, "party p! party p!" a phrase catherine was almost sure she's heard before.

catherine wanted to curse herself from how shy she was being in this moment. this was so out of character from who she once was, who she wanted to be.

not daring to leave paige's side, she awkwardly smiled at the room, her eyes finding paige, awaiting their next step. she prayed to every higher being that she wouldn't lose paige in the crowd tonight. soon, she was filled with regret at the realization of loud, rap music blasting throughout the home. i should've just went home.

"aye, party p!"

a familiar voice interrupted catherine's overthinking, looking over to meet the friendly face of kk arnold. she watched as the women greeted each other excitedly, hands coming together and pulling each other in for a small hug. however, kk's attention was soon taken up by the women they had all been asking to meet properly for almost two months now.

"oh, my gosh!" the woman cheered, excitedly, pulling away from paige. "catherine! hey girl!"

catherine smiled, nodding a bit shyly at kk's overwhelming kind expression, acting way different than the first time she had met the woman. "hi, kk." she spoke softly, but loud enough for the woman to hear her over the loud music, giving her a sweet smile.

kk stepped back from catherine, looking her over momentarily as she took in her costume of choice. "oh, my gosh." she spoke, seriously before returning to her cheery self. "cat as a cat!"

this allowed catherine to let out a genuine laugh at the slightly younger woman's excitement.

kk takes the initiative to wrap an arm around catherine's shoulder, turning the both of them to face the connected living room and kitchen full of young adults. "yo, everybody." she called out, somehow speaking over the loud music successfully to grab the party's attention. "this our girl cat, and she's super chill, so be friendly."

most of the room say a collective hi or hey to catherine, causing the woman to grow a bit embarrassed, small shades of red rising to her cheeks.

paige just leaned down ever so slightly to speak to the girl over the music, her mouth landing only inches from her sensitive ears, a smug tone coating her words. "told you you'd get along with everyone."

catherine just rolled her eyes to the blonde as kk dragged her to the kitchen. she noticed how the island in the kitchen was surrounded by familiar, tall women. she assumed they were paige's teammates, all cheering when they saw the three women walk over.

they were much friendlier than catherine had imagined, all of them instantly to the woman like white on rice. they were desperate to get to know her, and were so excited she had finally made it to a party.

kk interrupted the small talk momentarily, begging catherine for drink of choice to grab her. "umm..." the woman spoke, her voice loud as she attempted to talk over the music. "i'm-i'm not sure, i'm more of a wine drinker."

some of the women couldn't help but snort at that response, teasing the woman playfully as they normally did with their friends. "girl, please. we've got two types of tequila and some juice, that's it." azzi joked through exaggerated laughs, her palms resting on the counter top.

"ain't no way you're a bartender and your drink of choice is nasty ass, plain ass wine." ice furrowed her brows, an amused smile on the face.

"that just aged you by like ten years, babe." azzi agreed.

catherine shrugged with a shy smile, "i like how it tastes!"

paige's nose scrunched at the thought of wine on her tongue, gagging at the thought. "eugh, gross."

"you're all such babies." catherine spoke up for herself, becoming more comfortable around the group of women by the second. "here, i'll make something crazy."

catherine began looking around the random kitchen, peering her head into a few of the white cabinets, grabbing ingredients the women would have never thought to add to their drinks. pouring and mixing the drink the women would have called random, catherine presents her craft in a blue solo cup, handing it to paige.

"try it." the brunette instructs, urging the woman to take a sip. "tell me how it tastes."

paige was a sucker for a challenge, but she did hesitate at this. bringing the blue cup to her lips, she braced herself for the bitter taste of alcohol, not missing how much she saw catherine pour into the mix. however, she was stunned when she tasted the opposite. her face didn't even contort at the singular sip, eyes widening in shock. "it literally tastes like juice."

most of the women gasped, just as shocked as the blonde. "gimme that," kk demanded, taking the plastic cup out of paige's hands, sniffing it for a few seconds before bringing it up to her lips. taking a swig, her expression mimicked the one of her friend beside her. "damn, kitty cat, okay!"

taking the drink out of kk's hands, catherine went to sip on the alcoholic beverage, enjoying the sweet tastes of strawberry and raspberry. all of the women bang to beg the brunette to make them drinks, her just simply shooing everyone off. "nah, nah," she waved them off as she took a sip, "you can't make fun of me and then ask for a favor." she jokes with the group.

as the party continued, catherine fell deeper and deeper into the night. she was feeling more and more loose by the minute. the woman was just barely finishing the drink she had made earlier in the night, and she already felt amazing. she hadn't even realized she was beginning to socialize with random people, having lost paige to the crowd a long time ago.

the woman began mindlessly dancing to the mix of rap and r&b music that floated throughout the home, making friends with some girls she had met only minute prior and some of the women belonging to the uconn women's basketball team.

catherine was enjoying herself way than she had anticipated, and she was becoming quick friends with the girls paige would call her family.

˚✧.*

the tipsy blonde rummaged through the second drawer in her tall, black dresser, looking for something comfortable to wear. she watched as her hand flipped through her choice of sweatpants through her drunk eyes, not sure which pair of grey ones to wear.

"paige, just pick one." a sassy voice interrupted the woman's decision making, paige turning to meet eyes with a just as drunk catherine. the brunette sat still in the doorframe of paige's bedroom, leaning against the white wall trimmings, a tired expression on her face.

paige held a hand up at the woman, almost shooing her off as she decided in deep thought which ones she's wanted. finally, she grabbed two pairs off the top, not hesitating to toss one to the impatient woman eyeing her down just mere feet away.

surprisingly, catherine caught the sweatpants with ease, turning away and making her way down the quiet, dim hallway.

the two woman had just returned home from the halloween party, the time reading 1:47 a.m. on their almost dead phones. though they weren't exactly drunk out of their minds anymore, both chugging great sums of water before their decided to call it a night, they were both definitely still feeling pretty nice.

when they arrived home, paige insisted that catherine stayed the night due to their lack of soberness. she even decided to give up her bed tonight, assuring the woman that it was totally okay.

catherine began the attempt to take her small, black top off, legs still wobbling to the living room down the hallway. yanking it off of her head, she finally found the couch, looking for the shirt paige had also lended her for the night. much different style than she would've worn, but it would suffice for the night.

after pulling the dark pink shirt over her head, she pulled her tight, black bottoms down her smooth, tan legs, desperate to get out of the uncomfortable fabric.

looking up at the low sound of footsteps approaching, catherine caught the dazed eyes of paige. giving her a single nod and a quick grin, she returned to shimmying out of the pants. she would've never thought that changing in front of paige would be weird. she always changed in front of her friends, or just other girls in general. and knowing paige probably normally did the same, being at basketball practice everyday, she didn't even think twice about it. however, finally recognizing the distant look in paige's eyes, one she was unsure if the blonde was purposefully trying to communicate, it made her nervous. the light red heat rose to her cheeks in an instant, taking her lingering gaze away from the intimidating and intimate one paige had been staring her down with.

maybe paige noticed the uncomfortable silence that hung in the room, or the way catherine looked away from their intimate stare, but she cleared her throat, muttering a quick, "sorry."

shuffling her way to the kitchen in an outfit extremely similar to catherine's, she reached into her stainless steel fridge, grabbing two cold water bottles. she knew these would either be the most refreshing thing in the world, or give them immense headaches.

at the sound of a body stumbling onto the grey couch in her living room, paige turned to find catherine sitting on the sofa, legs still bare from where she could see and an exhausted pout on her face.

the brunette let her hands come up to her face, the alcohol remnants in her system doing the opposite effect of what it normally did: make her sensitive. sighing, she began calling out for paige through her hands, her words slightly muffled. "can you help me?"

paige couldn't help but snort to herself as she rounded the small kitchen island to reveal catherine sitting still on the couch, her tight black pants resting just below her knees, bunched up. catherine's hands fell from her face at the sound of paige's laughs, shooting her the most offended glare. "i don't wanna hear it."

paige continued laughing, the more she stared, the funnier it got. dropping the water bottles onto the spot on the couch next to the frustrated woman, the blonde began the fight that was getting these pants off.

it didn't help that paige was as gone as catherine was, and the added weakness from her immense laughter made it that much harder. catherine couldn't help but start laughing as well, having to remind herself mentally to keep it down since madison was just a wall away.

finally pulling the black bottoms off completely, both of the women huff, paige tossing the bunched clothing onto the floor next to the brunette, slumping into the empty spot next to her.

the two women sat on the grey couch, in comforting silence as their laughs died off. the blondes clothed legs were spread as her feet rested comfortably on the floor, shoulder length apart, her arms resting across her stomach.

catherine's exposed legs were pulled onto the soft couch, almost having

forgotten about the grey sweats waiting for her. knees tucked under her as her body faced paige's, eyeing the woman.

paige let a couple more seconds of silence pass over, contemplating if she wanted to pry with the amount of questions lingering in her head. "so.. why didn't you move to boston with your mom?"

the brunette inhaled sharply, paige noticing. "my funky ex—that's why."

paige laughed a bit, looking to the side to meet catherine's eyes momentarily. "you and this ex of yours." she shook her head playfully. "i need to know what happened."

catherine shook her head back, looking down at her smooth legs. "it's really dumb."

"can't be as dumb as mine." paige responded, assurance and comfort in her voice.

catherine's brows furrowed in momentary confusion before realizing what paige had been alluding to. "madison's dad?"

the blonde simply nodded, cringing at just the thought. she hardly talked about the subject. she never really told anyone about him. "alex. he was just so... weird."

"weird?"

"yeah, bro, like.." the woman trailed off, trying to gather her thoughts. "we met my junior year, and he was a senior. met him after our rivalry game against his school—he was on the boys basketball team."

catherine listened intently to the woman, nodding at her words, sort of smiling at the thought of younger paige.

"and, we were just friends for a while. and then one day, like, a few months later, he asked me out. and i wasn't even sure if i, y'know.." paige trailed off, unsure of how to speak her next words. though it wasn't exactly a secret, she rarely ever said it out loud. she was still working on that part. however, catherine's comforting presence and sweet voice would always break through to her.

"what?" the brunettes sweet voice lingered throughout paige's head, causing her to look over and catch her eyes.

"liked guys." the woman confessed, noticing how catherine's expression didn't even change. all the information did was elicit a simple nod from her. "but, uh, i still went out with him. just to see—guys never really asked me out in school, either. i was taller than a lot of them for a while, i think that's why."

catherine laughed genuinely at the small joke paige had slipped into what the woman would assume to be a sad story.

laughing a bit too, paige relished in the way she made catherine's giggle. "and, uh, i went out with him once.. and, y'know, i did like him. i wasn't, like, in love, though." the blonde shook her head, her words a bit more sadder than the tone she was just speaking with. "i'm not sure why i slept with him."

talking about her story would usually bring out old feelings, the stinging feeling in her nose a sign that she was about to cry. however, the woman opted to simply just sniffle with a head shake, rubbing her nose with the back of her hand to dismiss the feeling, not exactly wanting to break down in front of her friend. "it was short lived, though. he got really weird and quiet with me until we just stopped talking altogether."

the woman beside her just simple shook her head, a sour expression on her face, understanding exactly what happened now. "asshole." catherine muttered.

paige just shrugged, "i thought so, too. but, in a way, i'm grateful.. i would've never had maddie."

catherine half nodded, unsure if she would've been as grateful for the situation as paige was. then again, she wasn't a mom. sighing, the woman shrugged, simply responding with, "god's timing."

"that's what i say." the sniffling blonde agreed, "i think if i were to get pregnant later on, it wouldn't be mads."

the brunette nodded understandingly, hesitant to ask her next question. though she did it anyway. "does he know about her?"

paige was quick with her response, "yeah, he does. he's never met her, though." she watched as her friends eyes bulged, almost forgetting this was catherine's first time hearing this story. to be fair, it was paige's first time telling anyone in a while. "last i heard, he was in.. utah? but, he pays what he owes, and we don't talk."

catherine sat there, eyes full of sadness for the woman she has grown extremely fond of. she let a hand come up to her friends arm, a gesture paige had found to be one catherine did to comfort her, unsure if hugging was something they did or not. they never have, and she was sure today wouldn't be the start.

paige noticed, not sure if she liked all of the attention on her in this fashion. clearing her throat to break the tension, she looks at catherine expectantly. "what about you?"

"what about me?"

"shitty exes? deadbeats? thought you were in love?" the blonde explained.

catherine chuckled, her turn to look away from the woman nervously. "all of the above."

paige's thoughts bypassed the rest of her response, only highlighting the most important information to her in that moment. "you thought you were in love?"

"mhm." catherine hummed in response, nodding simply.

paige shrugs, looking away, straight ahead at the dark tv that rested on the light wall. "everyone says that they are."

"i was, though." the brunette retaliated, "i was 'bouta marry him."

the blonde did a double take. that was definitely not what she was expecting catherine to say. "funky ex? you were gonna marry him?"

"swear." catherine answered to paige's disbelief, a small grin playing on her lips at the woman's shock. "i met chris—"

"chris?" paige interrupted, a scoff playing on her words. "he already sounds like a dick."

catherine shook her head, expecting this kind of attitude and reaction from paige as she told her story. "shut up, paige." the woman spoke through laughs, a hand coming up to rub her temple. simple actions and reactions like this truly showed catherine that both paige and madison were related.

"my bad, my bad. continue."

"chris and i, we met right before the end of senior year," the brunette started, shifting in her seat uncomfortably, attempting to stall the story as much as possible. like paige, she hardly ever told anyone about this time of her life. "and things moved so fast. we started dating and moved in together the summer after graduation."

"oh, shit." was all the blonde could respond with.

"mhm. and then, a year in, he proposed.. and everything was great, it really was." catherine spoke, reminiscing. "we were, y'know, broke as shit, but.. i loved being broke with him." the woman looked down at her fiddling hands, taking a decently long pause. this part for the story always sends her emotional out of whack. "then, like a week before the wedding, i found out he was cheating on me." her voice was small but her words held so much.

paige's eyes softened, heart tugging at the thought of catherine hurting so deeply. "cat.." her voice mimicked catherine's, small and sad.

the brunette sniffled, her story bringing her to tears as well. "the shittiest part was," the woman took a pause, eyes looking up to find the ceiling, a trick that would allow her to keep from letting her tears fall. "i was offered a scholarship to stanford—for soccer.. and i stayed here. to be with him." catherine's techniques to avoid crying began to fail, a few tears falling, her voice pitchy and cracking. "for nothing."

"hey," immediately, paige was sitting up in her spot on the couch. she felt horrible for asking catherine to tell her. to relive those old feelings. "fuck, i'm sorry—"

catherine was quick to shake her head, the back of her hand going to wipe the few stray tears as she sniffled. "oh, my gosh, don't be." she assured, looking to find her cheery demeanor one more, "it's so dumb." the woman started chuckling through her tears, "i'm only crying because i'm drunk."

paige couldn't help but let out small laughs at this as well, "so, that's why you didn't go to boston? and stopped playing soccer?"

the teary eyed woman simply just nodded in response, still pawing at her cheeks. the blonde sighed for the woman beside her, her large hand falling to catherine's exposed thigh naturally, her attempt to comfort the woman.

"i know your story ended kinda fucked up, but.." paige trailed off momentarily, waiting to find the woman's eyes. catherine did eventually look up to meet paiges crystal eyes, the feeling of paige's warm hand on her thigh sending shivers all down her body. "i'm happy you stayed."

catherine gave paige a sweet smile, her lips plump and her eyes soft. she shifted in her position slightly, hoping she wouldn't lose paige's touch in the process. scooting a bit closer, she leaned in to rest her head on the blonde's shoulder. catherine allowed her head to rub against the woman's shoulder to find the spot that was most comfortable for her. "yeah, i'm kinda happy too."

all she could feel in response was the feeling of paige's head resting against her own.

part six!!!

authors note!

i have so much to say right now??

this was such a long chapter. i was unsure of when to split up the story, so this will have to do lol. also, party p and now party cat?? love to see it, love to see it. and HELLO LORE DROP?? ate down!!

i genuinely love them so bad, and i love how their relationship is blooming.

as per usual, let me know what you think in the replies or through anons!! i'm so excited to hear all of your thoughts!!

thanks so much for the support!🩷

- mari 🫧

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[anadiasmount]

imagine you're dating jude but no one knows and you're at an event or game or whatever and you hear some girls talking about him and how he's so hot and blah blah blah and you're just sitting there smiling to yourself because no matter how much they talk, at the end of the day he comes home to you.

let’s say you’re back home and he’s cooking dinner for you after the match, and he’s just so excited and over the moon over the performance and goal! literally he cannot stop tapping about it and mentioning just how perfect it was.

you sat on the counter there quietly listening with the biggest grin on your face bc you love when he talks about his achievements and career, you could listen to him all day. it makes you not only super grateful but yet more trusted and wanted by this bc since your relationship was yet to be known by everyone.

“you’re awfully quiet? something on your mind?” he asks dropping the spatulas and striding over to you. placing a small kiss on your lips while he pulls you towards him, chest to chest. “nothing. i’m just so proud of you jude. it makes me so happy how far you’ve comed along in just months. and to be able here to support and love you along the way it the tip of the iceberg,” you grab his face a place a small kiss to his cheek, your lipstick leaving a mark behind.

you giggled at his confused reaction when you give him a teasing look, showing him that you were hiding something from him. jude groans and insists you tell him what you’re thinking of, “tell me please, you can’t give me that look and not say anything?”

when his big hands trail over your sides you moved around to try him to stop, your feet banging and making noise on the cabinets below as you try to free yourself from him. “fine fine. just be quiet! your mom is still here,” you say, motioning to bring his voice to a whisper or quiet voice.

your mind drifts back off to the game where you had been sitting patiently for the match to start. it was cold out so you kept playing with your beanie and scarf to get it warm and close to you. while getting distracted by the new stadiums latest features, your head cocks forward to the group of four girls who brought up your boyfriends name.

no one knew the two of you we’re together, you and jude agreeing to when time was right as all you wanted was to share the most right now when no one was seeing or being judgy. plus knowing how protective his fans are, you weren’t quite ready for their comments.

a blond girl spoke up about he different things he would do to him, the red head about how he gave out big dick energy, and the two brunettes were chatting how hot and talented he was, that it should be them supporting him, and only them. you sat there with your arms crossed and feeling buddy, an expression of wanting to let the world know he was your boyfriend.

“during the game the girls infront of me, kept going on and on of how hot and sexy you were, that you legit give out big dick energy, that’s you’re super talented and such a mommas boy. how they could treat you better and give you the world and it just made me laugh,” you chuckle and reenacted their voices and hang gestures, giving him a huge grin.

jude laughs loudly and throws his head back, forgetting the promise he had just done prior to keep his voice down. “little did they know my girlfriend was behind them, looking beautiful in my jersey and supporting me through the end, even if she didn’t agree with me to continue playing,” he says frowning in the last sentence.

“i’ll say it once and i’ll say it again, risks like even how small or big they are, should never be taken. but i can’t do anything about that, let alone you bc ik how stubborn and fearless you are,” you purse your lips together and hug him, feeling him let out a sigh of relief. “i’m just so happy to be here with you after all this time. i love you so so much you know? you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me,” you say softly kissing his neck, shoulder, and jaw.

“ i know baby, i know, but i only do it bc of the team and for me, we all need each other even in the worst timings. i won’t make it a habit though. and as for me being the best thing in your life, i can say the same. i’ve never met anyone like you, who’s loves me conditionally through my goods and bads, let’s me be the jude i want to be,” he closes the gap and kisses you feverently, whispering i love yous along your lips.

but then comes to a halt and groans, quickly sprinting to the stove where he freaks out over the food, “MY CHICKEN! ITS BURNING!”

[the-collector-series]

THE CHARACTERS:

Nearly every story I can think of off the top of my head has characters. Characters are what compel me personally to keep reading/watching something. If I feel for the characters, my chances of enjoying the media goes way up, and I'm sure others feel the same.

So without further ado, let me introduce the stars of the show!

The main character is named Merissa Shermann. She's 22, has red curly hair (kinda like Merida lol), hazel eyes, pale skin that burns easily, and she's 5'6". She's incredibly caring, and has a soft spot for both kids, and animals. She also tends to worry. She is strong, but only because she does a lot of household chores because her dad is old and can't really do much. Her stake in the story is that her dad's life was ruined by the queen way back before the queen...well...became the queen. On top of that, what kind of best friend would she be if she didn't help her friend do a favor for a certain crime boss?

The childhood best friend is named Zell Odison. He's 21. My boy here has dark hair, dark eyes, and brown skin. (I may give him a tattoo sometime in the future ;)) He's 5'11". He's very dramatic and goofy, but will also do anything to take care of his family (including doing jobs for a well-feared crime boss). He and Merissa have been friends since they were little, and they're super close. His stake in the story is that his family has a hidden secret and he needs answers. Along with that, his favorite crime boss needs a favor...

The blacksmith is named Raymond Clyde. He's a small man, being only 5'2" at the age of 53. He's a brunette, but it doesn't really show because his hair is graying. It's pretty ratted, but he normally keeps it under goggles and a bandana anyway. He's a grumpy old man with wet cat energy but we love him. His wife died fifteen years ago, and his daughter never visits him, so he mostly stays at home, working. He runs into our main character, and her best friend on an average work day, and accidentally ends up gaining two new children. His stake in this story is that his wife's death isn't what it seems.

The soldier is named Aeriel Clyde. She's 30 and 5'8". Blonde, blue eyes, but the kind that stare into your soul and make you question your existence. Her skin is tanned, and starting to turn leathery from all the days that she's spent hunting, and finding bounties. She's obsessed with killing the giant who took her mother's life, and that's how she finds out that her mother's death is not what it seems. She's arrogant, and negative, but as the story progresses, grows as a person. She tries to rebuild her relationship with her father. Her stake in the story is that she has a vendetta to fulfill.

The child is named Chiyoko Sable. She's only 10 and stands at 4'8". She's very petite, as fair as children go, and has straight black hair, and brown eyes. She can always be seen with her cat, Cinder, that her birth mother gave to her. She's very bubbly and excited, and doesn't let anyone put out her spark, no matter how hard they try. She was born to a maid in one of the rich plantations, coincidentally owned by Tyra's sister. After being adopted by the late queen Tyra when her mother died, however, she starts to discover that all is not as it seems. Her stake in the story is that her adoptive mother is not who she says she is.

The alchemist is named Hugo Holloway. He's a broody little teenager, at 13. He's only about 4'11". Him and his mother are usually the ones at home, with his father being a palace guard. Since his father is gone all the time, he decided he needed a way to protect his mother, so he became the apprentice of an alchemist. He's very determined, straightforward, and doesn't do well with 'feelings'. His black hair can never seem to lay straight, and his skin can't decide whether it wants to be tan or pale, even his eyes can't decide what color they want to be, with one being a brown color and the other one being more of a hazel. His stake in the story is that his father has been betraying his family, and Hugo wants to know why.

The artist is named Sasha Holloway. Married to a palace guard named Noro, Sasha is on top of the world. She soon realizes that being married to a palace guard means a lot of cold beds, and solo parenting. And then...he left. Permanently. She struggled with raising Hugo, and providing enough money to stay alive, that is until Hugo got a job as well. Once her son became older, and more independent, she got back into her art. Dancing, knitting, painting, and the arts became constants in her life, once more. She's 5'3", and 37, and you better not touch her son. Her stake in the story is that people that she cares about are being threatened, and she can not let that happen.

And finally, the wanderer is named Estelle Foxglove. She has been a loner her whole life, always doing what it took to survive. That evolved into becoming a natural at causing trouble. And cause trouble she did. She decided to retire from chaos after a particularly sour mission, but that hasn't gone too well for her. She is 19. She's black with dreads, usually pulled into a ponytail, and stands at the tallest of the group: 6'0" (Can we get more tall women in media please???) Her background is a mystery, to both her and everyone else, but after figuring out that the notorious crime boss: The Collector might know something she doesn't, Estelle decides to un-retire for a bit, just to get their attention. Her stake in the story, is the want, the need to find out who she is, and why she is.

These will be updated as I go!

[comparativetarot]

Strength. Art by Nara Lesser, from Neurotic Owl’s Faerytale Tarot.

From a fairytale I felt no need to summarize to one I probably should:

Snow White and Rose Red is totally separate from the much more famous Snow White story.  In this one, an old woman has two rosebushes, one white and one red, and two daughters.  Literally the whole description of them is that Snow White is like a white rose, and Rose Red is like a red one, so they tend to be drawn as a pale platinum blonde and either a brunette with rosy cheeks or a redhead.  In the middle of winter a giant fucking bear turns up at their house and basically settles in – lies around in front of the fire while the kids beat the snow off his fur and play with him like he’s a big dog.  In the summer he disappears to protect his treasure, and the girls go wandering around the woods, repeatedly saving a very rude dwarf who’s always in some kind of treasure-related trap and needs saving by way of cutting off bits of his beard.

Eventually the dwarf threatens the girls directly, the bear kills him, we discover that the bear was actually a prince cursed by said dwarf and he handily has a brother.  I particularly appreciate that in the Grimm version we end with ‘EVENTUALLY, Snow White married the prince and Rose Red married his brother’.  Thank god for one fairytale that remembers the lead girls are children – I’m going to choose to assume that the enchanted prince was also super young, please feel free to assume that with me.

Anyway, the RWS strength card is a woman holding a lion’s mouth closed, and I’m a fan of a slightly different version, where it’s about lack of fear and friendship and a little girl feeling totally safe braiding ribbons into a bear’s fur.

[kiebs-creative-corner]

Six of Powers - Meet the Cast!

The main characters for our story, all of which (well, one exception) were child experiments at the Libera Foundation before they escaped, causing mayhem along the way.

(Which...might not have been their fault.)

The Six

🟠Maricela "Mari" Muñiz

30 / 5'07"

Brunette / Hazel eyes

May 6 (Taurus)

Demisexual, Demigirl (She/They)

Powers: Dragon Attributes (Heightened senses, claws, fangs, sometimes grows scales, can sense other's powers, very durable) + Self-Healing (think Wolverine)

The Main Character!

The story follows Mari as she returns to City in hopes of finding more about her past, as she suffers from amnesia due to the fall of the Libera Foundation. Quiet and reserved, ever since she returned she has found herself feeling bolder and wanting to come more out of her shell.

⚫️Jun Liu

30 / 6'02"

Black hair / Dark Brown eyes

October 30 (Scorpio)

Bisexual (He/Him)

Powers: Invulnerability, super strength, super endurance, super senses

Jun is the first of her former lab-mates that Mari re-meets when she returns to City. Notoriously stoic and formal with those he doesn't know, Jun is a very guarded person and one almost always feels like there is a thick piece of glass between them and him. As of lately, he really only smiles genuinely with his family, Trisha, and two coworkers.

🟡Patricia "Trisha" Ramone

30 / 5'10"

Blonde / Blue eyes

July 7 (Cancer)

Lesbian (She/Her)

Powers: Chemical Control/Alchemy (Can control the makeup of chemical compounds, rising or lowering different levels. Liquid compounds are easier for her to control)

As the only two who remained in City, Trisha and Jun are BFFS, even if both suffer from RBF. Trisha is deadpan, sarcastic, and no nonsense, a fearsome combination that allowed her to take over as CEO and wrangle her late father's company into something that would actually benefit not only the city, but the other survivors of the Libera Foundation's fall. That is how Unity Pharmaceutical and the Havenside Medical Center were born.

🔴Nathaniel "Nate" Greer

32 / 5'06"

Ginger / Green eyes

October 2 (Libra)

Queer (He/Him)

Powers: Telepathy, Telekinesis, Precognitive Dreams

As the oldest of the Six, Nate was the first to search for the others as soon as he had the means post escape (i.e. Facebook). He's incredibly blunt and straightforward with his words, as miscommunication and emotional turmoil are tiresome to deal with.

🟢Kaya Walters

29 / 6'05"

Black / Brown eyes

March 20 (Pisces-Aries)

Pansexual, Transgender (She/Her)

Powers: Sun Based (Super strength under direct sunlight, Light Control, Mild plant and heat control)

The younger of the twins, Kaya knew she was a girl from a young age, all the way before the Foundation even. It was actually Nate at the time who helped her choose her name as he overheard her thoughts accidentally. Now, Kaya is a bright woman who takes no punches and cares deeply for her friends and family.

🔵Dayvon Walters

29 / 6'05"

Black / Brown eyes

March 20 (Pisces-Aries)

Gay (He/They)

Powers: Moon Based (Super strength under moonlight, Shadow Control, Mild control over water and the tides)

The older of the twins, Dayvon has always been protective of Kaya since they were children. He's much more high-strung and cynical than his sister, which is a contrast to when he was child and was just as loud. Nowadays, he is the Mom Friend whenever someone can get him outside.

The Exception

🟣Laquisha "Quisha" Liu

8 / 4'03"

Black / Dark Brown eyes

September 12 (Virgo)

Powers: Empathy, Premonition, Reality Manipulation (Caveat: Equivalent Exchange for any wish)

If it wasn't for Quisha, Jun and Mari wouldn't have re-met since Mari works at Quisha's faaavorite bakery! So they have her to thank! Quisha is Jun's niece and adopted daughter. Even though she lost her parents young, she tries to stay positive so she can be a beam of light for her remaining family!

The...Other Exception?

⚪️Harley Gable

30 / 5'09"

Brunet / Blue-Gray eyes

January 29 (Aquarius)

Pansexual, Grey-romantic (He/Him)

Powers: Absorption (Can absorb the powers of others, which increases his own physical and mental ability)

???

Harley is also a survivor from the Libera Foundation. He was just separate from the rest of the Six. As a child, Harley was very shy and insecure. He really only had one friend at the Foundation and then that friend disappeared, leaving him all alone. As an adult, Harley is much more confident to the point of being very charismatic and charming. It's just...sometimes his smile seems...off.....

[imtryingbuck]

Conversations During The Night

~ gif not mine credit to owner ~

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader. Platonic!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader

Summary: this popped into my head when I was about to go to sleep so I wrote it. And that is the summary.

Word count: 1,164

Warnings: fluff. Steve being confused as hell.

Masterlist

It was probably the easiest mission the three of them had been on. The three super soldiers against the world Bucky and Steve heard on the jet going to their location and once more when they succeeded said mission, the words coming from their female companion.

Y/n had been injected with the super soldier serum when she was twenty two and was the Winter Soldiers partner on missions, when Bucky managed to escape he made sure that to take her with him. He knew that she would have been tortured or worse if she went back to the base without him.

When Steve found them in the rundown apartment that they called home in Bucharest, he was shocked that not only did he have to fight off one super soldier but two. He remembered the way Bucky’s voice cracked when Y/n had been kicked in her stomach knocking her in to the wall by the Black Panther, or how she stood protectively in front of Bucky when he had guns pointed at him.

Y/n had received a full pardon as she was fully willing to cooperate with SHIELD and the government, giving them all the information that they needed. But only on the grounds that Bucky received the same thing otherwise she wouldn’t talk. She didn’t even flinch when they threatened to send her to the Raft if she didn’t comply, she in turn folded her arms saying Bucky’s name.

Because of how desperate they were they ended up agreeing with her demands.

After Shuri deprogrammed the Winter Soldier program, Bucky and Y/n went back to New York and joined Steve and the rest of the avengers.

“Y/n-Buck tell your girl to slow down” Steve says from the backseat gripping the door handle for dear life as she sped down the road.

“She knows what she’s doing don’t worry” the brunette laughed from his seat in the front.

“Would you like me to slow down Steve?”

“Please!”

“Okay. We’re here by the way” she looked at him through the rearview mirror and smiled, unlocking the seat belt, opening the door before jumping out of the car.

Steve got out and went inside to get two rooms for them whilst Bucky and Y/n stayed outside to get their things from the boot. They watched as the dark blond come out shaking his head clutching a key. “They’ve only got one room available but it’s got two beds”

“Y/n you’re sleeping in the car-ow I was only joking” Bucky chuckled pressing a kiss to her forehead. “That’s fine, what room are we in?”

“Eight.”

“I’m going to get some food for us all, what do you both want?” Y/n made the mental note of the boys orders, placing a kiss to Bucky’s lips she got back in the car and sped off.

“Please promise that you two don’t do anything tonight” Steve begged unlocking the door to the room they’ll be occupying for the night.

“We won’t”

“I was traumatised last time”

Bucky barked out a laugh remembering that night when they last shared a hotel room, both him and Y/n were in the middle of “doing the nasty” as Steve called it, and him running out of the room just to come back in to get the car keys so he could sleep in the car.

Stevie wasn’t a happy bunny the next day.

Y/n got back from the diner with several bags of hot food and a tray of drinks. “They asked me how many people I was feeding” she laughed. It wasn’t their fault that they needed to eat food enough to feed a small army.

“How many did you say?” Steve laughed too going straight for his drink.

“I said three then smiled but they didn’t believe me so”

As they ate they talked about how the mission went and when Tony would be sending them the jet so they could get back home. Being the perfect gentlemen that they were they let Y/n shower first, then Bucky and finally Steve.

Sleep came very quickly to the three of them, the long day finally catching up to them all.

“Did you know that? I bet you didn’t” Steve woke up to the sound of Y/n talking, glancing down to his watch he frowned at seeing the time was three fifteen. “Did you know that?” Frowning when he didn’t hear Bucky’s response.

“Y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“How come you’re not sleeping?”

“Did you know?”

“Know what?”

“I’m a dragon”

Steve lets out a quiet laugh as he didn’t want to wake up Bucky. “Sure you are”

“Guess what?”

“What?”

“The sky isn’t actually blue”

“What? Yes it is”

For nearly an hour Steve and Y/n talked, sleep no longer seemingly their main goal now. Steve now sitting up against the headboard listening to his friend ramble on, he found it remarkable that Bucky hadn’t woken up to their conversation.

That was until the brunette start to stir.

“Steve? Who are you talking to?” Voice laced with sleep.

“Y/n”

Bucky looked down at the woman in his arms and laughed. “Jerk she’s asleep”

“No she isn’t, we’ve been talking for over an hour now”

Bucky looked up at the ceiling seeing Steve sitting in his peripheral vision laughing once again, sitting slightly up so that the blond could see what he had the pleasure of seeing every night. “See, she’s fast asleep.”

“B-but we’ve been talking”

“She sleep talks-“

“I’m a mermaid”

Two sets of blue eyes snap towards to the sleeping woman in the bed. “I forgot to tell you, sorry”

“Now the conversation we were having makes sense” Steve muttered feeling stupid about having a conversation with someone that was fast asleep. “Why didn’t you wake up earlier?”

“I’m use to her sleep talking, it-it actually helps me sleep better when I hear her voice” Bucky shrugged.

“Does she know that?”

“What that she sleep talks?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah she does”

“Does she know that it helps you sleep better?” 

“No. Now go back to sleep” Steve watched as Bucky placed a lingering kiss to her forehead as he slowly moved his arm back under her neck and moving her body closer to his. “Night Stevie”

“Night Buck”

Once everyone was awake and ready to go to the location where Tony said the jet would be meeting them, Bucky told Y/n about her late night conversations she was having with Steve.

“It’s not funny, I honestly thought you was awake!”

“What was we talking about?”

As Bucky drove he listened to Steve telling her their talk from a few hours prior, a small smile on his lips listening to the two people closest to him laughing.

“You said you was a mermaid!” Steve finally tells her making all three of them burst out laughing.

All three knew that they would all happily follow the other wherever the wind took them and that’s why they were the three super soldiers against the world.

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[future--ghost]

I HAD THIS WEIRD ASS MULTI-FANDOM DREAM LAST NIHHT EXCEPT IT WAS MAINLT ABOUT BATIM??? HELPP??

I had this weird ass dream about a batim themed movie and it was about the Ink Curse??? So it started out with Hunter from the Owl House getting put in time out and then he fell asleep, so Lilth drew one of those two swiggly lines on his face.

Then it cut to the bendy movie??? That was only part one and 3 and a half hours long??? So basically the MC who was a girl, I think she was a brunette caucasian teenager and her best friend who was the stereotypical pretty popular girl looks (blonde hair, blue eyes etc, lets call her Brittany) but she was really nice. One day, MC (im gonna call her autumn) falls asleep, and her face gets those squiggly lines like Hunter got in the prolouge. She wakes up and looks in the mirror, and now there are two circles of her skin coming a little outward, like she got two small warts on her face, but she didn't? Then she goes to the library and meets this nice guy named Aaron, who's got 4c curls and a nice fade. They start talking and hit it off immediately. Then Autumn gets these really unnerving flashes of images that sort of decay and stuff. Like the eyes with move in an unnatural way and start to grow, and some will be of people in the ocean, then slowly getting dragged in by a black murky substance that overtakes their body as the person's figure melts and deforms beyond recognition. I was super freaked out by these in the dream. Anyways, it stopped, and Autumn started describing these symptoms to Aaron, who apparently knew what she was going through was easily a curse, so he found a book on something called "The Ink Curse" (creative, I know -_-). They start researching it and blah blah blah, the two fall deep in love. They can't find a way to cure it, so Aaron goes onto the stage they have set up in front of several people for some reason, and Aaron pulls out the accursed ink that he somehow obtained and infects himself with it. Autumn gets a flash of the Ink world, which is really just some sort of teaser screenshot showcasing a bunch of different characters. (The Ink Demon looks hella deformed here. I thought that was funny.) That's where Act 1 ended.

Act 2 started out with a bunch of those weird flashing images I mentioned before (now that I'm writing this, I don't think that hallucination scene really happened). Blah blah blah, we're introduced to Autumn's best friend Brittany, who looks and sounds like your stereotypical mean girl but actually really cares for Autumn and would do anything to protect her. Brittany finds a way to cure Autumn's curse, so she summons Beezelbub and asks him to curse Autumn's curse and also whatever ailments she might have as well? This is done with a simple notion that I can not for the life of me remember. Autumn is cured, and Brittany is happy, so it feels like a happy ending. Except, Aaron hasn't been seen in a while. He was in for the past month, and he slowly became more sickly looking until he looked like he had been bleached. His skin looked almost grey, with a small hint of tan. Black, drippy marks started to appear on his skin or come from his skin, let bits of Ink seeping down his eye, until he eventually vanished. Despite the sudden disappearance of Aaron, everyone moved on after a few months. Autumn, on the other hand, was mildly worried. She tried to stay optimistic by hoping he had transferred to another school, but no matter what she said to calm herself, it didn't work. There was a ring at the door. Autumn left her room to go see who was there, she found that the hallway looked dingy and decaying, with bits of black liquid seeping through the walls. The door opened and a black murky figure, that was heavily deformed and had messed up features, despite still having the appearance of something almost human. It wandered through the halls looking for Autumn, it could not see its surriundings , but it could hear. Autumn eventually said something that caused the creature to come over to her location. The creature had told Autumn everything. The Inky figure turned out to be Aaron. Autumn attempted to speak to him, telling him that she knew a way to cure him, but Aaron seemed pissed off by that. He told her that he was not cursed but enlightened. That he could not go back to living blindly, as he did before. He told Autumn about his plan to drag everyone at school into the Ink, to save this godforsaken world and bring them all to a new, better place. Autumn knew she had to escape, so she left. She ran away and left him there. Hoping that she could buy herself some time to run away, get to school, and warn everyone.

She got to her school and found Brittany, she told her everything, and Brittany agreed to help sabotage his plans. It cut to what I assume was gym class because everyone was rallied up in an activity of sorts. For some odd reason, people were sitting down in metal foldable chairs. Brittany looked up and saw that there were buckets of ink, so she made sure the seats were arranged in an order so they'd be safe from the splash. When the Ink came down, it covered this one kid who never showed up again, so he was probably fine. I can't remember what happened in between here, but there was a confrontation between Aaron and Brittany. Aaron was enraged, asking if Autumn even missed him or if she even cared. Brittany yelled back and brought us to a cutscene with the two girls by the ocean on an empty part of a beach. The light waves moved back and forth against Autumn, who was crying. She missed Aaron dearly and didn't know how to go on without him. She felt incredibly guilty and let her things be taken away by the sea, slowly and gently. Brittany comforted her, telling her that it's not her fault and that there was nothing she could've done to help him. The two girls stood in the sea. Autumn let her heart out, and Brittany stood with her and made sure she felt safe. It went back to Aaron and Brittany, and she pulled out a spray bottle. Aaron taunted her, and Brittany sprayed him with bleach. He melted, and then Brittany found Autumn, and they went into town looking for a place to hide. They found a small area saying that only people of high status could enter. They bullshitted their way in and stayed until the night was over.

Prom. The cliche end of any high school movie, and this shit show is no acception. We see kidd dancing until we see an invisible man in a suit dancing on his own. For some reason, the prom looked like a ballroom for a gala. A jock went up and confronted the man, poking fun at him. The man revealed himself to be a creature of Ink (no idea if it's Aaron or not). They change into a fancy jester outfit and go on causing chaos throughout the dance. We get another look at the teaser flash thing, in which we clearly see a character from an entirely different fandom altogether... JEVIL FROM DELTARUNE?? yeah, I'm just as confused as you are man. The two cause mayhem and panic, and it ends with a scene if the two floating far above the ballroom that is in complete disarray. Then I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep, hope you enjoyed my dream.

Bonus: I remember hoping that Autumn was Allison for some reason idk

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WIP MEME

cannibal sam?! say more.

strange comfort? what's happening here and who

once and future soulmates? is this a merthur :)))

Hi love. Thank you for the ask! Since I actually have some pretty decent cuts from these I thought I’d put all the snippings under the cut. 

I adore Cannibal Sam, I always love the chance to talk about any of these. It's the name I have for my Dark Chocolate Cherry Series that stars a dark version of Sam and Loki beginning with them meeting in Sam's college days and spanning the course of their lives together, which end up being very long. It also pushes back anything that would have happened canonically because of what Sam decides to do with his life at college to protect himself, to still hunt monsters, and because it's fun. He's not really a cannibal. I mean he does eat people but he's not the same species as any of them, and by the time he eats a human monster again Sam is no longer human. After a very long conversation with my friends on what makes a cannibal and then if not a cannibal what would this creature be, it just kinda stuck in my head anyway. For the record, we landed on monster eater, but I degress. This one will be part three chronologically in the series, sometime after Hunger Games, and focused on how exactly these two crazy murderous men became an excluding killing duo.

Strange Comfort is a WIP I originally made for spn kink bingo but it ended up being super angsty and sad when I actually went to write it. It's set in the Cage and is focused on Sam and Michael. It's really different for me, so it's been taking a while to flush out. 

Of course, it is! It's the last Merthur I have open that I still feel drawn to. I unexpectedly started working on this again this month and doodling a bit about it.  It's a Soul mark AU, one where Arthur still dies in Camelot and Merlin still lives and lives...and lives. It is very angsty in the beginning. It is set mainly on a space station that Merlin helped build with magic-infused tech and helped the original founding colony of it and then just stayed. Arthur does finally come back to Merlin only to find himself in this far-ahead future in a dystopian world far away from Earth and a changed Merlin. One day it will be filled with ups and downs and multiple chapters, but it's just been very slow.

 A snipping from Cannibal Sam, since it's fitting for today, I adore Kali and the odd relationship she, Sam, and Loki have in this series and honestly, it amuses me.

It had been a few weeks since he'd seen Loki. Sam didn't give it much thought, the pagan may have bought a property nearby Sam's campus but he didn't stay. The deity came and went as he pleased and the brunette didn't mind. Sam had his own life and studies to keep up with it his world did not center around the tempting deity. However when Sam walked into his apartment to find Kali hovering over his textbooks his soul couldn't help but take note of how long the blonde’s absence had been.

He paused for only a moment to stare at the intruding goddess before he slid the door closed and locked it behind him. Obsidian eyes swirled with crimson magic as he reviewed his wardings only to find them burnt out. He sighed at the work he would have to do to replace them now.

"You could have called," Sam frowned, dropping his backpack on a stool near his kitchen counter as he walked steadily towards the goddess. "Our mutual plaything is not here, I could have told you that without you torching my spell work."

A musical laugh fell from ruby-painted lips, her smile wide. She turned from his desk, black hair flowing over her shoulders as her red embroidered sari turned with her. "As if I have your number," she said, facing him from the center of his living room. She waved a hand looking around them. "I was wondering if you had seen our poor powerful plaything lately, I was hoping he was here."

Sam frowned at her words, crossing his arms over his chest as he stopped on the other side of his used sofa, keeping it between them. "He doesn't stick around, you know that. Are you worried, old flame?" He teased in return, his grin wide even as his soul recounted the last few weeks, obsidian draining from his eyes as he looked over her with critical eyes as she took in his home.

"I never worry about Loki, but I thought his pet might." Kali frowned, her eyes narrowing, focused on the tall monster eater just steps away from her. "When did you see him last, Samuel?"

Sam's posture loosened, blinking when he suddenly remembered the last time the blonde had stopped in. "We spent my Thanksgiving break hunting a group of Djinn," he mumbled under his breath. He watched her for a moment before turning from her and going to his kitchen. He turned his back to her uncaring, turning on a kettle and looking into his fridge. "Food?"

Kali's chestnut eyes flicked to the monster eater, her nail tugging on her painted lip with a nod. "Nothing vile, Sam," she insisted. "I know what you eat."

The monster eater laughed, as the goddess came closer tapping her nails along the Formica countertop. "You're in luck. A made stew this week." He shrugged when she raised a brow, knowing that the monster eater, who was gaining more and more recognition around the world of monsters, didn't often prey on human monsters. "There was a man stalking and attacking students around campus, I made better use of him."

Kali smiled, pleased with the shared offering that was no doubt filled with preserved power, leaning her elbows on the counter after sliding into one of two stools closer to the man. She watched the churning soul as he moved to warm up the meal he had planned.

"When is Thanksgiving? You act as if I have ever had an interest in learning Western holidays," she grumbled, her arms crossing over her chest and raising her chin.

Sam glanced at her at the hum of irritation in her tone, frowning at offending one of the few pagans not on his menu. "It was months ago," he conceded, shifting his feet. "Three weeks after Diwali."

His eyes looked over the pot as he stirred the savory meal making sure there was enough for both of them.

"I have not seen him for longer, not uncommon since he has you.” Kali seemed to be considering the same, her jaw ticking to the side as a sharp nail tapped on his countertop as if she was bored.

He paused at that he had assumed the little pagan had run back to Kali or one of the pagans he often spent his time with. The deity that had let herself in sounded like she had no idea where Loki had been, and that it was odd. He turned the click of the kettle pulling him from his thoughts. He grabbed the tea box Loki had filled, his gaze roving to the goddess as he placed the box and a mug in front of her with a glare.

"Why would you think I should be worried?"

A short snip from Strange Comforts:  

"It's okay," Sam managed after a moment, curling up on his side enjoying the soft caress of linens. "I broke everything." 

Michael frowned at the soft muffled words, words that lacked the arrogance and defiance that had always reminded him of Lucifer. There was a long pause as Sam turned onto his side, holding tighter to the spare pillow that the archangel had provided and pulling it to his chest. 

"You could not possibly break anything," he said, his brows pinching as he sat up more. 

"I messed up your plan."

Sam was too tired to state any of the other reasons why Michael was wrong. Instead, he simply repeated the one that he'd heard throughout countless years with Lucifer's wrath. 

The archangel looked over the human-shaped lump on the bed before looking down. "It was our Father's plan, not mine… not his." Michael's eyes seemed to rove the space he had created within the confines of the Cage and Sam's mind. "I never wanted to kill him. Or you." His lips were still pulled into a frown when he looked back at Sam. "But that can't happen now. Lucifer will not win and we can not finish what Father wanted. At least not now." 

"Sorry," the soul managed, closing his eyes at the feeling of Michael's stare and unnerving attention. He would never apologize for stopping it, Michael knew that, but Sam didn't know if he was really sorry for starting it just then, or if he was just sorry for Michael's situation. 

It hadn't taken them long to realize that no one was coming for them. Particularly that no one was coming for Michael. Lucifer had had his shot and failed, Sam had known Gabriel's backdoor had been a one-way ticket, and Adam didn't have anyone to look for him, he was already dead on Earth. The true ruler of Heaven was the only one that should have been worthy of raising, but his siblings had dismissed him like they did any of their fallen brethren. Sam, despite the constant onslaught of rage, hate, and disappointment from Lucifer and Michael's anger and cold disregard, couldn't help sympathizing with the eldest archangel.

A snipping from the first chapter of Once and Future Soulmates:

Merlin had defended this sector enough to have a reputation and the descendants of the humans and the nonhuman that had followed him thousands of years ago still depended on him. Merlin had been hoping that extending an invitation for new alliances would increase their chances of being left alone, however, the meetings weren't off to a promising start. He grumbled at his swirling thoughts. He leaned forward in his curved desk chair, putting down the sleek tablet he had been using to review his spotty notes from today's meetings, which were mostly angry doodles. He sighed, rubbing a hand over his eyes and down through the black scruffy beard, before waving the already dimmed overhead lights off. 

Merlin closed his eyes, focusing his mind on the familiar and comforting sound of the massive stabilizers of the old station. The quiet hum of the station echoed the hum of his magic as it weaved through the systems and thrummed warm and pure through his veins. Merlin lost himself in the sound but soon felt the weariness sink too deeply into his bones. His body may be ever-youthful, after a spell he cast centuries ago, but it longed for his bed. 

Merlin yawned, stretching and turning his chair away from his desk to stand. He was long past ready to head to bed after the slew of disappointing diplomatic talks he’d sat in on today. Merlin released a long-drawn-out breath setting about preparing for bed. Merlin tried to relax as he cleaned his teeth and washed his face, listening to the dull familiar groans and the clangs of the station instead of continuing to recount his last conversation with the station's commerce experts.

Throughout his life, whether it was his time spent on Earth or amongst the stars, Merlin had gotten used to the changing sounds, smells, sights, and even non-humanoid life. The life he had made here, that he had helped build from scrap metal infused with his magic, still felt the same despite being so far from Earth. Merlin still felt at home here. Hosting the welcoming proceedings and aiding in negotiating trade agreements with traveling merchants from a more technologically advanced society still felt familiar to Merlin; even with the merchants being non-carbon-based life forms. Merlin rubbed a tired hand over his eyes and ran his fingers through his shaggy hair feeling his age despite his youthful appearance. 

The ancient warlock yawned again. His hand moved to slowly unwrap the red neckerchief, which was untouched by time as the day Arthur had gifted it to him, from around his wrist and forearm. Merlin's eyes watched as he carefully unbound it. His eyes stuck on the freshly revealed pale skin as they did most nights on his soulmark. Merlin’s eyes stayed fixed on his wrist and arm as he walked into his bedroom from his washroom. The doors automatically opened and closed behind him as Merlin walked with unfocused eyes, fingers teasing the pale marred skin he kept hidden outside of the privacy of his quarters. 

Merlin shook his head, breaking the spell of sorrow, loss, and happy memories, letting his arm drop from beneath his fingers. His lips twisted in a grimace like they did so many nights, banishing the fading memories and ache that filled him. Merlin closed his eyes and settled into his warm welcoming bed, dismissing the barely visible phoenix that had once shone in multicolored glory. He sighed heavily curling his sheets tighter, tonight wasn’t the night to think about Arthur and wallow. 

It had taken Merlin centuries to adjust to the emptiness that was left in the place of knowing his soulmate had died in his arms. Merlin had known that he would be lost without Arthur, without the grounding bond that linked more than just their destinies. After Merlin lost Arthur, the warlock couldn’t stay within the walls of Camelot. Arthur had known, they had both known that in the end, and Guinevere had led in Arthur’s stead far better than Merlin ever could have. Merlin had never really returned to Camelot again; it didn’t feel the same. The only time he had tried venturing past the lower towns, everyone had kept looking at his arm and he couldn't. 

The vibrant colors that had burned and etched into their soulmark from the first moment Merlin had spoken to Arthur had drained with Arthur's death.

Thank you so much for your wonderful ask. &lt;3

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Best Fall Hair Colors for Brunettes

Fall is the perfect time to switch up your hair color, and brunettes have a wealth of beautiful shades to choose from.

Whether you're looking for something subtle or bold, these fall hair colors for brunettes are sure to inspire your next salon visit.

Cold Brew Hair

Inspired by your favorite iced coffee, cold brew hair combines multi-dimensional brown tones using highlights and lowlights in neutral and golden shades. This trendy color gives your hair a rich, warm look that's perfect for the cooler months.

Achieving Cold Brew Hair

Consult with your colorist to determine the best shade for your skin tone.

Opt for a mix of neutral and golden highlights.

Maintain your color with a sulfate-free shampoo.

Ash Brown

If your brunette locks are looking a bit brassy after summer, switch it up with cool-toned ash brown for a complete change. This sophisticated shade adds depth and freshness to your hair, perfect for fall.

How to Get Ash Brown Hair

Ask your stylist for a cool-toned brown color.

Use a purple shampoo to keep brassiness at bay.

Consider adding subtle highlights for dimension.

Espresso

Espresso is a dark hair color that flatters every skin tone. Whether you're super fair or have deeper skin, your stylist can customize this shade to complement your complexion perfectly.

Steps to Achieve Espresso Hair

Choose a dark, rich brown base.

Customize the shade to suit your skin tone.

Use a gloss treatment for added shine.

Flannel Hair

Flannel hair is a hot trend this fall. Your colorist will blend warm shades of copper, deep red, wine, and auburn to create a look that's both vibrant and cozy.

Creating Flannel Hair

Blend together warm shades like copper and red.

Customize the blend based on your skin tone.

Maintain the color with a color-protecting shampoo.

Shadow Hair

For a low-maintenance hue, shadow hair is the way to go. This trend features a gradient effect that starts with dark roots and transitions into lighter tones from your mid-lengths to ends.

Achieving Shadow Hair

Start with a dark root color similar to your natural hue.

Blend into lighter tones from mid-lengths to ends.

Say goodbye to constant touch-ups.

Silver

Silver hair continues to stay on trend year after year. To maintain your silver hue, swap out your regular shampoo for a toning shampoo that nourishes and strengthens gray and silver hair.

Steps for Maintaining Silver Hair

Use a toning shampoo designed for gray and silver hair.

Regularly condition to keep hair healthy.

Protect your hair from sun exposure.

Copper

Copper hair is versatile and stunning, ranging from cooler shades to vibrant, fiery tones. Your colorist can help you choose the best shade of copper that suits your style.

How to Rock Copper Hair

Choose between cooler or vibrant shades.

Customize the color to suit your complexion.

Use color-safe products to maintain vibrancy.

Ice Blonde

If you're ready for a frosty look, ice blonde is the way to go. Achieving this color can be tough on your strands, so it's essential to invest in high-quality hair care products.

Achieving Ice Blonde Hair

Lighten your hair to a pale blonde.

Use a strengthening mask to restore moisture.

Maintain with purple toning products.

Muted Pastels

Not ready to part with your pastel hair? For a toned-down look for fall, ask your colorist for muted pastel shades. This approach gives you a subtle, sophisticated look.

Getting Muted Pastels

Choose softer pastel shades for a fall vibe.

Blend pastels subtly for a more natural look.

Maintain with color-safe products.

Conclusion

Fall is the season of change, and updating your hair color is a fantastic way to embrace the new season. From rich cold brew hair to vibrant copper and subtle muted pastels, there's a perfect fall hair color for every brunette. At MOBILESTYLES, we provide on-demand beauty services from professional beauty experts. Book an appointment today and transform your look with one of these stunning fall hair colors for brunettes!

[sincerity--extreme]

Kara was finally ready to call it a night. The day had been long and exhaustive, but it paled in comparison to the grueling past week. With a weary sigh, she decided to visit the grocery store—not only because her pantry and fridge were practically empty, but also because the night’s gentle embrace enticed her to linger outside a little longer. It was rare for her to even have time for something like that so she always took the opportunity when it presented itself.

As the blonde was about to step out, a sharp gasp pierced the late night silence, followed by the rapid thudding of a racing heartbeat. “Lena…” Kara murmured, surprised to find her super-hearing attuned to the young CEO. Lena had been plagued by nightmares for over a week now, and Kara had subconsciously made it a habit to check on her a few times throughout the night, just to ensure she was alright.

With urgency propelling her, the hero took flight, swiftly arriving at Lena’s apartment. She knocked gently on the balcony door before letting herself in. “Lena? It’s Supergirl,” Kara announced, her voice only loud enough for the brunette to hear. She set down the grocery bags by the door and quickly made her way to the kitchen. “I’m getting you a glass of water.” she called out, her tone imbued with care, before she actually headed to the bedroom. “Hey…” She waited a moment before walking the rest of the way in.

“Supergirl…” Lena’s voice trembled, but the sight of the caped figure seemed to anchor her back to reality, easing the tremors that shook her frame.

“Are you okay?” Kara asked as she sat down on the edge of the bed, her smile as soft as she could manage before offering the glass to Lena.

“I’m fine, just… sorry if I’m disrupting your night rounds,” Lena replied, her voice laced with a mix of apology and relief. “I didn’t mean to.”

“You’re not disrupting anything, I was just out for some groceries.” Kara reassured her, the truth in her eyes as clear as the stars outside.

“I seem to be taking up most of your nights lately,” Lena observed, a hint of guilt weaving through her words.

“My job is to ensure everyone’s safety and well-being,” Kara moved a little closer and rested her hand on top of Lena’s. “and that includes you.” She affirmed, her stance unwavering.

“Is it only a job to you?” Lena’s question hung in the air, delicate and filled with unspoken thoughts.

Kara’s response was immediate, her voice warm and sincere. “It’s also my pleasure.” She smiled. “Now, tell me, are you really okay?”

Lena’s gaze met Kara’s, a silent understanding passing between them. “I’m fine, truly, they’re just stupid nightmares.”

“Do you want to talk about them?” Kara offered, her presence a silent vow of protection against the shadows of the night, but Lena shook her head and wiped her face clean, only now realizing the tears that were still sitting on her cheeks. The blonde nodded lightly, her eyes soft with understanding. “Ok, do you need anything else?” she asked, her voice a gentle murmur as if not disturb the silence too much. She could tell Lena was holding back, her lips parting slightly as if to speak, yet no words came out. It was a dance they had become accustomed to, one leading while the other hesitated, though it was usually Kara Danvers dealing with that instead of Supergirl. She decided to risk it anyway, it was late and there was no time to waste. “You want me to stay tonight?” Kara ventured, her question hanging between them like a lifeline.

Lena looked down, her gaze dropping to her fidgeting hands, almost blushing again. “I don’t want to be a bother.” she murmured, the words barely audible to human ears.

Luckily for her, Kara wasn’t human.

The hero’s heart swelled with an affectionate warmth. “It’s not a bother,” she reassured, her hand reaching out to cover Lena’s again, this time with a gentle squeeze. “I want to stay if you want me here, if it’ll help you feel safer.”

“Then ok,” Lena breathed out, a weight lifting from her shoulders. “thank you.” Her gratitude was a whisper, yet it echoed with sincerity.

Kara smiled and nodded before getting up. “I’ll just take the food to my place and let the agents know I’ve finished my rounds and everything’s calm, will be back in a few minutes.” Her words were casual, but the promise behind them was as solid as the ground beneath their feet.

“Ok, thank you.” Lena replied, her voice steadier now, the earlier hesitation swept away by the tide of the blonde’s unwavering support.

“Hey.” Kara was back less than 5 minutes later with a mug in hand.

“Hey.” Lena smiled, almost relieved to see the woman had really come back.

“So,” Kara slowly made her way into the bedroom, taking a plastic cover from the mug in her hand. “when I have nightmares, sometimes I like to drink some hot chocolate, don’t know why but it helps me calm down.” She smiled a bit awkwardly. “I made you one, I wasn’t sure if you actually like it but-I-I decided to risk it, I guess?” She nervously handed Lena the drink.

“I do like hot chocolate, thank you.” Lena smiled reassuringly and took a long sip, the warmth of the drink warming up her entire body, it was such a cold night but she rarely realized it when the hero was around. She just wasn’t sure if it was because of her alien biology that made her way warmer than any human or if it was something else, it was not the time for these types of internal questions though. “Here, it’s really good.” She said and handed the now empty mug back. “Supergirl has many talents apparently.”

Kara blushed, taking the mug and quickly looking away. “Thanks.” She smiled and superspeeded to the kitchen and back in seconds.

“Come here, you don’t have to stand there all night.” She pulled the heavy blanket from the other side of the bed. “Just take your boots off and you can lie down if you want.”

Kara nodded and made her way to the bed, sitting down to take her boots off and placing them neatly by the wall before turning around and relaxing against the cushion headboard. “Thank you.”

Lena nodded and looked into the drawer on the bedside table. “You can turn the TV on if you want too.” She picked up the remote and left it on the bed. “I usually look for something to watch after a bad nightmare.”

Kara picked up the remote and looked over at the TV on the wall as it turned on. “What do you like to watch?” She asked and looked back over the CEO.

Lena shrugged. “Whatever shows up after I anxiously press a few buttons on the remote in the dark.” She confessed with a wry smile. “You can pick whatever you want to watch, I just like the background noise and not being the dark.” She said after the blonde kept only staring at her.

“Oh, okay.” Kara nodded and started searching for something for them to watch and settling for some random documentary about historical figures.

The room settled Into a comfortable silence after that, the kind that wraps around you like a warm blanket and it wasn’t long before Lena’s eyes were falling close every few seconds as she tried to fight against tiredness.

“Hey,” Kara touched Lena’s arm to get her attention. “I can tell you’re exhausted, just sleep and I’ll be here in the morning or if you need me before that.” she spoke, her tone soft but firm.

Lena’s eyes, heavy with fatigue, searched Kara’s face for the assurance she so desperately needed and was too tired to fight against. “Promise?” The word sounded  almost like a plea, something she would never allow herself to do in other circumstances.

“I promise,” Kara affirmed, her hand squeezing Lena’s gently. “I won’t leave without talking to you first.” She finished a bit more quietly.

“Kay…” Lena sighed, her body now completely relaxed, trusting in the safety of the other woman’s presence. She closed her eyes, quickly surrendering to the exhaustion. “Thank you for coming, Kara…” She whispered, her voice trailing off as sleep claimed her.

Kara watched over Lena like a silent guardian bathed in the soft glow of the night. At first she was shocked, her mind reeling from the revelation that Lena knew her true identity and probably never said it for Kara’s own sake. But as the initial surprise faded, a profound relief took its place. The brunette wasn’t angry; there was no resentment in her eyes, only gratitude and a quiet acceptance that warmed Kara’s heart. An official conversation would need to happen eventually, a clearing of the air to make everything official, but for now, Kara allowed herself to bask in the moment, a moment she had been dreaming of since their first sleepover, almost a year after they met. It was a dream come true, no weigh of hiding an entire identity from someone she loved and respect so much. It was truly a precious gift of time and trust, and Kara vowed to cherish it for as long as she could.

SUPERCORP AU:

While on a mission, Kara hears Lena's heart start to race out of nowhere. Knowing she's been suffering from nightmare's recently, Kara quickly rushes home to comfort her.