#and you didn't TELL US so now you three main ones got to choose your summer dates and now us keys can't

[the-sunshine-dragon]

The list of things I've should've been told upon hiring and during the "training period" continues to grow.

[cheegu3]

Can you do yandere!3racha (han, changbin and chan) reaction to you trying to escape?

P.S. English not my first language, soryy ^-^

note; not sure if u wanted them all together in one scenario but I wrote them all three separate, hope u still like it, ur english is good dw <3

pls ignore the little 2/8 thing on chan's photo I got it from pinterest lol

warnings; yandere themes, poisoning, unhealthy relationships, knives, handcuffs, anxiety

3racha - reaction to reader trying to escape

Bang Chan

You felt like you were suffocating inside that stall. The ringing in your ears had long disappeared only to be replaced with a head dizzy with anxiety, making the outside noise appear muffled instead. Yet you tried your hardest to strain; distinguishing the voices outside to count how many they were.

How long had you been in there?

You remembered that your boyfriend had taken you on a rare outing, to a festival he was invited to. He had been smiling from ear to ear while telling you it was ' a date '.

The contents in your stomach mixed with the cheap alcohol threatened to make its way up again at the thought of the memory.

As soon as the pair of you had arrived, you knew that was it - the day you try to escape. It was the perfect setting. The festival was huge; having so much land that fans could decide which artist to flock to as they were all spread out over the area.

He of course wanted to go to the one that was the furthest away. For a moment you were struck by a paranoid thought, did he choose this one so it would be harder for you to run away?

But you shook it off, telling yourself that he must like indie artists since he was an artist and producer himself.

Midway, you told him that you had to use the bathroom. It was preplanned by you begging him to buy you alcohol so you could use that excuse.

He agreed but looked at you with a suspicious frown when you said you could go alone. Hurrying to cover your tracks you quickly said he could stand close by and still watch the concert while waiting, to which he agreed.

You waited and waited. The clock was ticking too slowly. You were beginning to panic thinking that he was going to call you or bang on the door.

But you were extremely lucky.

Just as the numbers on your phone told you that it had been twenty minutes since you left, you started hearing several voices. You opened the stall and stood next to the entrance to hear better.

The voices got louder. Several people passed by, chatting and cheering loudly. You made the assumption that another concert close by had ended which was exactly what you'd hoped for.

A few more minutes passed. You remained in your spot, pressing yourself against the tiles, contemplating what to do. However, the voices got fewer and they seemed to start to fade away.

It was now or never.

You pushed the door open and made a run for it. A loud ringing sound almost made your attempt to seamlessly blend into the crowd difficult, but you managed to silence your phone just before it got too loud.

The crowd moved towards the main entrance and you followed, thankful that there were so many people that even if your boyfriend tried looking for you, he'd have a hard time.

Thinking about him again made your breath hitch. You brought out your phone. His name flashed back at your widened eyes under the text that read missed calls.

Shit, that meant he was looking for you. You felt trapped. It was impossible to make the group move faster; it almost had a mind of its own, the people in front didn't budge when you tried and you were surrounded with no gap to slip to the side. You just had to accept that it would keep going incredibly slow while Chan stalked closer.

The phone called again, the haunting ringing echoing in your head even as you pressed to turn it off for a second time. Then you heard a voice. At first, you thought it was your mind playing tricks on you, but then it came again, louder.

'' Y/n! ''

You froze for a second. People pushed against you, making your body jerk forward, and others complained loudly. You hurried to collect yourself before continuing to move, fearing that causing a commotion would attract his attention.

'' Y/n, '' he said, this time his tone was much lower, sending a shiver down your spine, '' I know you're in there.''

Changbin

You regretted it the moment he lifted his spoon and gave you an ominous look; like he knew exactly what you were up to.

Your hands felt clammy as you watched him put the cutlery down again and shuddered when he crossed his arms over his chest.

'' Come here, babe. ''

You wanted to ask why and play the innocent card, but his narrowed eyes and his face lacking amusement told you that you had no choice but to obey.

So you shuffled over and lowered your head when you arrived right next to his seat at the table. Even with you not looking at him, you could hear the sound of fabric moving and saw in your peripheral vision how he patted his lap.

Swallowing thickly you yet again obeyed without a word. As soon as you had sat down, he tried to force a spoonful of soup into your mouth.

Instinctively you turned your head away which only seemed to confirm his suspicions. He wasn't dumb, you knew that. But it was pretty obvious now; he was a lot smarter than you'd thought.

'' You took a lot longer than usual to cook dinner today. '' he sighed disappointed, '' Had second thoughts, huh? ''.

You held back the bitterness that rose to the surface at the sour realization that he knew you so well that any sneaky attempt to go behind his back would immediately be noticed by him.

Still, you refused to admit what you had done. You tried putting on a brave face; a chin held high and a curious look on your face.

'' What do you mean? ''

He scoffed. '' Still playing a game? ''

'' I'm not. I was just looking up a recipe. ''

'' For this soup? That you've made a thousand times? ''

You bit the inside of your cheek and tried to come up with a cheap lie on the spot.

'' I- had some drinks before making dinner actually. So I didn't really remember the recipe. ''

An uncomfortable silence passed between you. You felt too scared to look at his face, knowing that the chance of your facade crashing down was a lot higher if you did so.

Stubbornly you kept your gaze fixated somewhere in the distance, at the end of some hall facing your way.

'' I will go easier on you if you come clean. ''

Despite your mind screaming at you that it was a trick, you thought this time it was surely different.

'' I put poison in the soup,'' you weakly admitted.

Changbin hummed again, making goosebumps appear all over your skin in anticipation and fear. He was definitely mad, you knew he was. Who wouldn't be mad if they found out someone tried to poison them?

He kept a poker face even though you could guess pretty well how he was feeling inside. What you didn't know, however, was the severity of his anger.

But it was something you'd notice quite easily when he got up quickly, forcing you to be pushed off his lap. You watched as he picked up one of the nicely carved knives on the decorated dining table.

He chuckled, '' You're so naive, baby. Always trusting lying men's words. ''

Han

It was getting late. You were standing in the bathroom hoping to get a few minutes to yourself, away from your clingy and overbearing boyfriend.

The door rattled and you rolled your eyes. It had been what? Twenty minutes, yet you could hear him almost hyperventilate while trying to unlock the door.

It eventually did. When the click sounded you took a deep breath to prepare yourself. It only took a few seconds after that sound before the door pushed open and he ran to you; wrapping his arms around you from behind like it was second nature.

Your body reacted the same way it always did, it wanted to squirm out of his grasp, make his skin unglue from yours, like every part of you that was in contact with him made you feel queasy.

But naturally, you had to bear it. A fake smile appeared on your tired lips, tired from smiling so much when it wasn't real - just to satisfy the psycho man you had accidentally gotten yourself involved with.

'' Let's go to sleep now, hm? '' he hummed contently.

His breathing had regulated now that he was with his favorite person. The anxiety disappeared and he looked like he was on cloud nine. You were his drug, after all, he couldn't live without you.

'' Sure, '' you answered in a mumble.

He didn't let go of you even as you attempted to move towards the bedroom so you were stuck waddling with him clinging to you.

Yet again you bit down the fury. At least in your dreams, you got an escape from him. You couldn't wait to get into bed.

Except there was one thing that wasn't exactly ideal. Han went to his side of the bed and pulled out the drawer, bringing out the metal thing that made panic surge through you every night.

Handcuffs.

He didn't trust you enough yet. Or maybe it was rather that he knew deep down; if you had the chance you'd run, because you weren't actually in love with him.

Tonight you didn't put up a fight. You were so tired that you only showed him your wrists so he could make it quick. It shut and the coldness made you suck air in through your teeth. You moved so Han could attach the handcuffs to the bed.

He gave you a wide grin and climbed in on the other side, immediately gluing himself to you again. Reflexes made you yank on the handcuffs when his hands roamed over your body.

But something felt off. The handcuffs didn't make the loud clanking sound they usually did when you tugged on them, and the previously tight hold around your wrists had become much looser.

With blood racing in your ears, you pretended like nothing was wrong and forced your stiff body to relax in Han's arms. He sighed and buried his face into the crook of your neck.

You knew you wouldn't be able to sleep. Not with the sweet temptation of escape.

You waited. It took a long time, but finally, his breathing turned heavier and his hold around you became softer. Slowly and step by step, you freed yourself from being under him. When you were fully free and sat up, you kept glancing at him to see if he'd woken up.

Seeing as he hadn't you then stood up and with the uttermost concentration you opened the handcuffs while trying to make as little noise as possible.

Your hand slipped out easily, almost too easily.

But you wasted no time in pondering why he had forgotten to lock it properly tonight, and instead went for the door. Outside the bedroom, it felt like everything sounded ten times louder than usual.

You somehow made it to the hall and were just about to put on your shoes when you froze. The light turned on.

Petrified with fear, you didn't dare turn around. For a minute you thought of running for it anyway; the door wasn't far away, only within arms reach.

Han didn't give you a choice, however. Noticing that you weren't moving to face him, he put himself between you and the door, forcing you to look up at him.

The look on his face conveyed heartbreaking disappointment. He felt sorry for you but betrayed as well. You winced away, the bright light felt too much like you were being interrogated.

His lips twitched, barely concealed anger visible in his eyes. He looked like you had committed the most horrible atrocity ever, and yes, in his mind you had.

You had failed his experiment of trust. In a voice that broke with each word, he cried, '' How could you do this to me? ''

[poly-alt-partner]

Hide and Seek - Colby Brock X Fem!Reader - Part 1

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Summary: You join Sam, Colby, and The Boys on an investigation of Geelong Gaol in Australia. After the intro of the video, Sam and Colby set up their first 'challenge' of the night - Hide and Seek! What happens when Colby finds you first?

Info: I did write a few parts that happened in the video (especially the beginning). Hopefully it's not a spoiler to anyone who hasn't watched the latest upload!

Warnings: Dark rooms, cussing, some spicy interactions with Colby😉(will be in part 2)

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While you weren't new to ghost hunting and investigating haunted locations, you had never been to a haunted prison like Geelong Gaol. With an estimated 500+ deaths on the grounds, it was no wonder that there would be activity in the once active cells and hallways. Although you were joined by more people than usual there was still an uneasy feeling in your gut.

Before going on tour with the guides and learning more about the history everyone met in the main hallway. For the introduction you and Colby followed Sam around the corner while Juicy, Narrator, Mully, Eddie, and Josh stayed by the stairs.

"Not only did we bring (y/n) to Australia with us..." Sam pointed the camera towards you as the three of you walked back down the hall. You smiled and waved quickly before Sam turned back towards the corridor.

"We are also here with The Boys!" You watched as the group leaned in close to one another and shouted in excitement. Despite being in such a creepy location everyone was hyped up and happy to be together. Seeing how everyone interacted and got along was comforting at least.

Sam pointed out that everyone (including you) were wearing black while he was in a bright orange jumper. After a few more minutes of talking and plugging the merch, Colby took the camera from Sam. Sam got a little more serious and turned towards the bigger group.

"Alright, who's the believer of the group?" Sam inquired towards the five men.

Eddie chimed in first. "I started off as a nonbeliever and I'm the biggest bitch in the whole group."

You couldn't help but laugh and nod to yourself. There were definitely times that you would have preferred to bounce from a location when things got serious. But in all honesty, who didn't have moments like that?

"I am very skeptical," Mully started. "But I also leave places being like 'How do we explain this?'"

So far Mully has definitely been the type to be spooked by any clear evidence. He also has a habit of telling things to 'f*ck off' when it's getting too real. You can't really blame him, though. It's still hard to believe some of the things you've experienced through the years.

"Before we get into any of the history, we do have a little challenge for you guys." Upon hearing this you glance over at Colby curiously, having not heard of this prior.

"So we're all gonna split up."

"Already?" Mully's voice pitches a little higher than normal.

"Before we know anything, everyone needs to isolate themselves and we are gonna play hide and seek."

Excuse me? I did not sign up for this. You exchange glances with Juicy and Narrator. They can also tell you didn't know about this. In spite of the new information Mully and Eddie started cracking jokes. However you weren't entirely confident with running around in such an unfamiliar place.

Sam continues to explain the challenge. "Winner of hide and seek gets to choose one person to do the first investigation in solitary confinement." The Boys groan and you can't help but agree with them. If I can't win, I hope the winner doesn't choose me to investigate alone.

"(Y/n) you can either do rock, paper, scissors to be a seeker or you can opt out to be someone that hides," Colby says, noticing how tense you seemed. You should honestly be used to challenges like these by now.

"I'll just hide so one of you two have to find me."

You see Colby smirk a little before turning back to Sam to see who would be seeking. As far as you knew, Colby always lost when they did rock, paper, scissors. But you noticed the glint in his eye and wondered if his losing streak would continue.

Initially Colby had won, meaning Sam would be seeker. However, he decided he wanted to try again to see if Colby would lose. Lo and behold, Colby lost again and was now designated seeker. Your heart raced a little at the thought of hiding alone in the dark and you kind of hoped to lose quickly. Losing the game was better than being alone for more than a few minutes.

As soon as everyone had their own cameras it was time to split up. Everyone started running to find the best hiding spot, including you. Eddie and Juicy seem to be shaking hands as you run past them and some of the display cases. You duck into a small room not far from them and crouch behind the door.

"Everyone ran ahead of me," You whisper to the camera. "If I'm lucky, Colby will just run past to investigate the cells." You glance around the small room at some text but decide that reading isn't a good idea right now. You decide to zoom in with the camera in case it's needed for the footage.

"Who's gonna be fucking found first?!" Colby's voice echoes around the building, causing you to cover your mouth and turn the camera back to you. You stifle a laugh as you hear Colby walking around, being a goofball. Honestly you wouldn't mind being found first but obviously you weren't going to give up that easily.

Listening intently you hear Colby getting closer, saying he heard laughter. You realize that he must have heard you laughing. You look into the camera with wide eyes and think about holding your breath. Somehow you just feel giddy and excited about playing this game, almost forgetting that you're in Geelong Gaol.

Too scared to talk and expose your hiding spot you put a finger to your lips and shake your head. There's no way I'm going to make it that easy on him.

It's almost impossible to not laugh as you hear Colby begin sniffing around audibly like a dog sniffing a trail. Luckily you hardly ever wear perfume so he wouldn't be able to actually 'sniff you out.'

The camera in your hand is still focused on you. You hold your breath as you hear his footsteps inching closer and closer.

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Aaaaand, that's part 1! I wanted to break it up because it was getting a little long. Let me know how it is so far!

[lonewolfwrittenuniverses]

Thunder Wolf

Maria Hill x wolfshifter!reader.

Summary: reader is a kid raised between Hydra and Red Room lines. She saw at least two generations of Widows graduate from the program. Madame Hydra's favorite pet.

Would reader be able to build a normal life?

⚠️ Trigger warning: mentions of wounds, torture. Standard warnings.

Enjoy! Feedback is very welcomed.

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Some would say that life can be an adventure, full of adrenaline, tragedy. But yours? You've covered all possible bases with an tad add of madness.

You don't have memories of a family, as you grew older some kids you lived with told you you arraived to small to the school. Barely a two year old, but there was something special about you. Training and lessons, many years of blood and tears smeared on the floor. The school you were in was a ballet one but, for some reason you weren't taught dancing. You were taught to fight and survival. At some point the other kids joined you on this lessons, but while they were instructed to dancing you were taken to a laboratory.

That's when you met a woman that became a somewhat mother to you. Melina, she was a scientist. She did a bunch of tests specially when you were on your animal shape. A wolf, well you were a pup so your size was a medium dog. They wanted to duplicate that ability of yours.

The worse was when Melina wasn't around, the other scientists were cruel.

You truly have no idea how many years you were on the Red Room. You saw at least two generations of Black Widows rise. You weren't one of them you were their dear Grom Volk, Thunder Wolf.

It's been at least two decades since the last time you spent time with Melina or went on a mission with her. The last time you somewhat knew of her was a little over a decade ago.

For some reason Madame Hydra left you on this facility since half a year ago, which is odd you used to be her main bodyguard. Your shifting ability allows you to pass as her exotic pet. Every few months a chopper comes and throws some food an essentials for you and the rest of the guards but, usually you go to hunt.

Tonight you are lazyly lying on the rooftop of the facility. The full moon shining brightly, you are enthralled by it. Full moon leaves you restless, small cracks of lighting scape your claws when you tap them against the concrete.

Taking your eyes off the bright satellite, your eyes scan the wooden perimeter, at first everything seems normal. Until you catch some odd movement. You quickly shift back to your human form and call for a status report of the agents, seemingly nothing out of normal. But, something is wrong... You tell them to keep alert and choose to investigate yourself. Jumping out of the building you shifted back into wolf form and barely made any sound. Now on the ground you quickly catched three unknown scents. And you growled in annoyance, bunch of incompetent guards you will bite their asses before requesting an exchange.

It didn't took long to locate the three women, one tall, two average. One of them smelled different, powerful. The other smelled... that smell, you got that smell somewhere else, it might be a traitor. You tuned your ears to pick up their exchange through comms.

"Hill, we got the intel. Maximoff found something else there's an enhanced, we need to get away fast".

If Madame Hydra finds about your failure she will skin you alive. You gather energy and grow up your form to double size, you weren't small to begin with being a northwestern wolf. And now you are the size of a nightmare.

Picking up speed you go around the taller one and block her path.

*Guys, if by enhanced you mean a massive wolf with sparkling white eyes. Is standing right in front of me* Maria can't help but admire the fur on the giant wolf grey and black like a raging storm.

("I suggest you three surrender, and handover the Intel you stole") she hides her surprise at the voice in her head, she is kind of used to by now thanks to Wanda.

*We are going for you* Romanoff says on her earpiece.

What you didn't know was that one of them went for the quinjet, while the other came running to the rescue. You heard the person coming, so you went to attack the one in front of you.

For your surprise she was agile and a good shooter, but your quick healing made it useless. The bleeding stopped immediately and years of training meant you didn't even felt the wounds, she would need better placement of her shots.

*Maximoff any time now, would be helpful* she shouted while she dodged your claw that end up stuck on the bark of a tree. The woman sprinted away and you yanked your claws back to pounce at the agent to end her when a force pushed you off against a tree. Rolling a couple of times you stand up and snarl at the other woman. She has some red smoke surrounding her hands.

"Come with us, we can help you".

("I don't need your help, I have my orders")

You go again against them.

"Hill! Go, I will stop them" Wanda orders and leaps to meet you half way.

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You gotta admit, that brunette with red powers is one of the most powerful beings you have fought against. And for your shame she is managing to run away. While you fought she caught your knee with a boulder and you can barely make it move. Even when you called your agents she decimated them like flies.

*Wanda! Protect yourself I'm firing from the back gate*

You see their airplane hovering above, there's no way she can jump that high.

The shooting begins, and your get a little slower dodging in zig zag the shots. But that woman is a good shooter, she caught you a couple of times. Enraged you set off an electrical shockwave that burns her incoming rain of bullets, and you see the brunette raising up using her powers.

On a last ditch effort you use all your strength to jump up your sharp teeth latch on the end on the metal gate rattling the entire aircraft. You quickly scramble to latch with your claws and begin to hike up. When the brunette enhanced makes the mistake of stepping on the metal gate you electrocute her unconscious, Madame Hydra would enjoy having her on her ranks.

The woman on the cock pit begins to do some evasive manoeuvres but you latch to the metal panels like your life depended on it *Hill! Shoot them down!"

You try to pounce on the one they call Hill, but when the pilot turns around your brain freezes... Natalia? Is that- red energy blasts you against the aircraft side panel. Your body doesn't even touch the floor when is flung away like garbage out of the jet. The last image you have is Natalia's panicked green eyes.

"Bad dog!" Wanda sneers as she allows herself to collapse on the floor.

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"Wake her up" a voice orders. The agents throw iced cold water on the wolf chained to the floor. The wolf's white bright eyes open with confusion.

Your master heeled boots is the first thing you see before she crouches. Letting you see her face "oh my dear Volk Grom. So many years of service. Remind me, why you got this scar?" She says caressing your muzzle her thumb running over the jagged scar that runs from the top of the bridge on your nose across your lips.

"I allowed Romanova scape" the woman hums "and guess what you just did again? This time she stole highly sensitive intelligence".

("Ma'am I didn't know it was her. I tried to stop them, they brought the enhanced, Maximoff-").

"Did you?!" She asks cutting you off at your confused expression she elaborates "did you stopped them?".

"No ma'am".

"I am a woman of word, unlike you. I warned you" her pristine nails dig deep on the skin of your muzzle, she stands up and walks to the exit door "Do not worry, I will make a good coat out of your fur. I might even give it to Vostokoff as a present".

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Maria curses all the wrong intel collected by Tony that led her to this disastrous mission. She has no back up near. She is in the middle of Canada during winter, fucking cold. She has been running away from several Hydra squads for a week. No signal, the winter storms blocking off any chance of communication.

The temperature is getting lower, she opts to try to find a small cave where she can shelter from the cold winds.

Huge is her surprise, when she enters a small cave and blood smell assault her nose. At first she wants to backtrack and run the heck away, she can't afford to waste bullets. The only thing she can see is a huge lump laying on the stone, labored breath. Slowly she beings to shuffle back.

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You are lying on the cold stone floor on a cave, Madame Hydra goons are stupid they were supposed to kill you and they only left you halfway to death. But they literally skinned you while you were outcold. You spent an agonizing month regrowing your skin on the abandoned facility, by now you have most of your fur. Took the chance and scaped the facility. Your wounds were infected your body put everything into regrowing the skin.

A faint sound of shuffling puts you on high alert. Then the smell, gunpowder. With a lot of effort you barely open your left eye and you see a human silhouette, by the sound a gun is trained on you.

("Riddle the skull with bullets") your voice is strained and groggy.

"What?" The woman looks around trying to find someone else inside the cave.

"Is anyone here?" She asks lowly eyes darting around.

("Me, the wolf dying on the floor") you answer again.

"Thunder Wolf?" She asks with disbelief, you hear her walking up to you with more confidence. The Intel they recovered also had some about you. Natasha was feeling bad, you were like a sister to her and she left you again.

("Now, I feel bad. You know my name. I don't yours") you grunt trying to raise you head, but fail you just lay back down with a whimper. ("Will you tell me, before you kill me?") You ask your voice getting weaker you ran a lot to make it up to this place.

"I'm not here to kill you. I am actually running away from two Hydra squads".

("Shame, I could use a couple of bullets in the head").

Maria kneels down close to your head, you feel her covering your eye as she shines her tactical lamp on the low setting, her breath hitches a little at the sight of fresh and dried blood soaking your fur.

"What happened?".

("No longer useful to my former master. But their goons couldn't kill me").

"Maria Hill"

("Y/N Volkov")

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After some assessment from Maria, not that she could do much. She end up curling on your stomach to keep warm by your insistence. It hurted like a bitch at first when she put her weight on your body, but you said nothing wrapping your tail around her trying to give her more warmth.

Two days later, now you know that because Maria has some gadgets. You hear movement on the woods.

("Hill. I hear people") as soon as Maria raises up you do too ("they are far enough. But we need to go, now"). The two of you silently walk to the entrance. But Maria's boots make some sound, no doubt the scrunch of boots through the snow and the prints will sell out both of you.

("Hill. Get on my back. I know somewhere where we can lay low. They have signal").

"Are you crazy?!" She hisses lowly close to your face.

("Shut up and do as I say") you glare at her you bright white wolf eyes running through her soul.

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In the end Maria did as you said. It hurted like crazy when her weight settled on your back and held onto your fur making your still sensitive skin burn. But you barely grunted ("lay across my back, or you will end up with frost bite").

With a quick walk you put a half mile distance before you begun picking up speed. Some of your wounds begun opening up, the cold luckily made the blood cloat quickly before it fell to the pristine white snow. Still you ran through the snow.

By night time you made it to the farm. A cattle farm "Are you sure is safe for you?" Hill asks the cattle doesn't seem faced by your wolf form and their guard dogs look actually excited to see you.

("Owner good man. He fed me after I saved his dogs from a wolf pack. He wanted to take me to a vet. I ran away").

You limp heavily and your body wobbles. Maria end up somewhat supporting your weight on your right side. Until you made it to the barn and collapsed by the hen stack.

The guard dogs came running first licking your face and muzzle like over excited pups. You barely grunted in annouyance some of them end up jumping and booping you with their snout making your body ache.

Maria was about to walk to the house when a man walked in, the dogs immediately moved back. He saw the gun on Maria's hand and the blood on your fur "did you shot it?!" He shouted aiming his riffle at the unknown person.

"No, no. I-she guided me here. I was lost in the woods" she easily lies, *she was already hurt when she found me" she says holstering back her gun raising her hands to show she means no harm.

"Her? My god, I thought it was a male. She is huge. I'm Adam by the way" he extends his right hand with a warm smile "sorry for aiming my gun on you".

She shakes his hand "Nice to meet you Adam, I'm Maria. I understand. Would you mind if I call some friends to pick us up? I can get her the best medical care possible".

"No problem, let me get you some blankets for her. You can spend the night inside the house".

"Thank you, but if you don't mind I can stay with her here. My friends should be here in the morning".

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*Maria are you sure? My mother was sent a coat made of Y/N's fur a week ago. She is dead* Natasha says with her voice almost cracking.

*Nat, I'm no joking I'm with her. She is awfully wounded, needs medical asap*.

*See you in a few hours*.

Truth to her words Natasha, Wanda, Clint and medical team were at the farm right when the sun was raising. They came with new blankets for the man that helped you two.

The redhead walked to were you lay and kneeled in front of your face "Hey sis, I'm sorry. This time I will help you" Natasha says to you softly in Russian, leaning down she lays her forehead on yours, by now you are so exhausted that you barely open your eyes to see her blurry face. But that green gaze, no doubt is Nat. If the people you hear around are with her, then you can trust. While medical team made initial assessment. Natasha took the chance to hack into the surveillance system and erased the previous hours leaving a loop.

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Now at the compound, a couple of days later the one and only Melina Vostokoff arraived with Yelena.

The Russian matriarch and Yelena simply walked in like they owned the place, they gave no warning to Natasha of their arraival. Agents surrounded them with guns drown as they made their way to the medical wing unfaced by the operative going on around them.

"Y/N Volkov, where is she?" Melina asked in the front desk.

"I can't tell you. Is classified" the nurse said.

"Yelena call your sister" Melina instructed as she jumped over the desk and put a gun on the nurse "I suggest you tell me" the Russian said as she hacked into the system.

"What the hell is going on here?" Maria stormed in right in time to hear the blonde on the phone telling Natasha to bring her ass to the medical wing of the compound.

"Who are you?" Maria asked.

"Yelena, Y/N's sister. She is our mom Melina" Yelena asked with a bored expression "Can you tell your agents to lower their guns, their are shaking. They will shot someone".

"Agents stand down. You two come with me" Maria instructed. Melina smirked at her, she holstered her gun giving the nurse a "sorry, it was not personal" she said walking off with the other two.

The deputy director took them to the private room you are staying in. You are still on your wolf form. Now clean and some wounds bandaged. Some missing patches of fur and spots with still raw skin, others also bandaged had raw muscle, those were still fighting infection.

"My beautiful volk. Who did this to you?" Melina gets closer to gently run her hand over the soft fur.

Yelena gets closer too and puts her forehead on yours "You are safe now" she says softly in Russian.

The door opens to a very angry Natasha "Mother, Yelena. What's the meaning of this?" She hisses low to not startle you.

"I needed to see my daughter Natasha and make sure she is properly tended".

---

Yeah, mama Vostokoff took over, she gladly paired up with Helen to use her tech to heal the patches of still raw muscle.

Your waking up comes a couple of days later, the soft flip over of pages begins to pull you into conciousness. There's another sound, polishing... Someone is polishing a gun... The smells are familiar.

"She is waking up" the accent, you get spooked by that voice and the freight is reflected on the heartbeat monitor.

You open your eyes, the right one is still blurry the other is clear. Yeah, is the woman you fought against, your mind quickly catches the fact of her lack of battle suit.

Yelena takes advantage of your hesitation and puts herself between you and Wanda. Your sight focuses on the blonde only, could it be? With a lot of effort you raise up and get off the bed grunting in pain, your limbs trembling with effort, the blonde extends her right hand with a soft smile that image is such a mirror to the Red Room, Yelena was a pipsqueak still but fearless, in your wolf form she extended her tiny hand to boop your nose. ("sestrichka?") You ask, that smile and the bright amber eyes.

"Da, is me Yelena" you were about lean in her touch when the sudden opening of the door makes you react and put yourself between them and the intruders, your eyes light up like a thunder, and sparks run through your fur.

"Idiots! You spooked my daughter" a raven haired woman exclaims pushing through the group of people.

When you see her step in front of you, you try to back off, managing some steps but your back hinds end up against the bed ("am I dead?").

"No my daughter. You are alive" no doubt, Melina has aged since the last time you saw her, but it's been decades maybe. And she barely seems older. She still has that power and commanding aura.

Hesitantly you limp forward again, the electricity and static disappearing from your fur, to rest your wolf forehead on Melina's front, Yelena takes the chance to hug you by the neck. You cherish this little moment, taking in their warmth and smell.

The next day Melina makes you shift back to human form, which you immediately regret screaming in pain while you change, even the experienced Widow cringes at your agony screams, the wolf injuries translate to your human body but is like getting hurt all over again. The Russian is the first one by your side when the shift is over. Your human skin show every single scar. As soon as you feel Melina nearby you pass out again.

When you wake up two days later Natalia is by your side, looking at something on a tablet.

"You should paint it back to blue. It was badass" you say with a smirk. The redhead immediately raises up to hug you and rest her forehead against yours "I missed you sestra".

"I missed you too my solnishko".

Natalia, Natasha she now goes by that name, she lets you know what they are up to. Melina is pretty much commanding the medical wing and nerding hard with Helen and Banner.

Yelena dislocated Wanda's shoulder in your honor. Pietro, Wanda's twin wanted to kill her for it. But Wanda interfered and accepted the eye for an eye.

Now more alert, director Nick Fury and deputy director Maria Hill visit you at the hospital room.Wanting to know what happened.

"I used to serve Madame Hydra. I failed her when Maria, Natasha and Wanda stole the intel. It was my last strike, but her stupid goons couldn't kill me for good".

"What did you do for her?" Nick asks with a stern expression.

"Anything she commanded me too. I was her main bodyguard, fighter, killer, spy. You name it, I did it. I even got into dog fighting pits just for the sake of her entertainment".

After the conversation Maria stayed with you on personal note. She thanked you for helping and saving her. You shook your head and apologized for trying to maul her while in the battle field you stood as enemies.

From there slowly you met the rest of the Avengers team, your favorites to hang out with where the twins. Which after two months of living at the compound were like your little siblings. Which made Yelena a little jealous, but with a tight hug and a kiss on her forehead you assured her that no one could take her place. To make it up to her your time was split between Avenger duty, agent for S.H.I.E.L.D and helping Yelena finding Black Widows to free.

In one of those retrieval missions you end up going back to Melina's farm, since the Widow you rescued was hidden in Mongolia it was quicker and faster to go to the farm.

Melina welcomed you with a hug, it still amazes you how open she has become to showing affection. But is very welcomed.

It didn't took long to meet face to face with Antonia, and you immediately felt her amniosity, and the anger behind her blank expression. It was even more obvious when she hugged Yelena and glared at you. You chose to just silently take her treatment, you can't blame her.

Fury allowed you to stay two weeks on the farm, Melina needed some help building more space for the new ex-Widows. And her farm was expanding. Her beloved pigs were still there, but now she had some cattle, sheeps and chickens that needed better spaces. And Alexei the human, was Alexei... A lot muscle not many braincells.

They were careful to never leave you alone with Antonia and Lerato but, mistakes are bound to happen when Alexei is involved.

This morning Melina and Yelena went to the nearest town for food and basics. While Alexei and you stayed to go on with the new building, you need to hurry ending the rooftop before the snow begins to fall which is tomorrow.

"Y/N! We are out of planks!" Alexei shouts from somewhere down.

You sigh in frustration after securing the last screw on the row to keep this plank in place, you asked him yesterday to buy more but nope. He didn't, he got distracted playing and loosing in chest against his namesake pig.

"Better hurry your ass to get more!" You shout back "I can start the isolation on the part that is ready".

"Got it!" He shouts.

You jump down to go to the other barn for the outdoor isolation sheets. You hoist up the materials and begin working putting all your attention on the task, everything is going as planned until someone tackles you off the roof. When your back meets the hard ground, you realize you are fucked.

When your eyes open you see Antonia getting off you "Get up!" She hisses.

You cough a little bit trying to get air back in your lungs and raise up "Tonia, please. You don't need to do this" her boot greets your face and you groan, you simply roll over with the punch to stand up. Antonia and Lerato that joins her pound on you. You don't want to hurt them, so you do your best at dodging, ducking and moving away from their attacks. But is actually hard to achieve Antonia was the feared Task Master for a reason.

The other Widows try to interfere but you stop them, this very not their problem. After getting way too much damage from the two of them you manage to render Lerato out of the fight hitting central nerve central spots that render her left leg and left arm useless.

And that only makes Antonia angrier. The punch exchange becomes brutal and still you do your best to not hurt her badly. Landing punches your hard enough to slow her down.

Melina with Yelena driving the truck begin to come close to the hardware store "is that papa's truck?" Yelena asks a little unsure, Alexei red truck is not unique but that looks suspiciously like his. And the bed is already loaded with wood planks and other items.

When they stop close they see Alexei walking off the store with more stuff. The three of them lock gazes, the first one to say something is Alexei with a loud and clear "BLYAD!".

From there is a race back to the farm.

When the two vehicles skid to a halt close to the barn they see the escene of Antonia choking you on the floor her hands wrapped around your neck tightly.

Antonia's knee is painfully set on your sternum pressing with a crushing force and the placement is just perfect. Making you proud.

"Tonia-"

"Don't you dare to call me that!" She screams "you were supposed to protect ME! Look how I ended, a toy under my father's command!".

Your eyes get watery you never wanted that for her "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Tonia".

"How did I survived? I no longer believe Dreykov's tale" her constrictor hold loosens and you gasp for air.

"When the explosion hit... I tried to shield you with my body. But I was on dog size, I could not shift fast enough to shield you completely from the impact...but I got on my biggest wolf size fast enough to shield you from the heaviest debris.

I stood over your unconscious body shielding you for about a week, until you father's agents found us. You were immediately taken to the underground facility with the best care".

"Why weren't you with me?! You left me!" Her voice sounds small and broken. You were her shadow for three years, you kept her safe from harm until that faithful day.

"I didn't left. Dreykov was angry beyond words for my failure. But, he couldn't kill me. After weeks of physical punishment he sold me to Madame Hydra. She brainwashed me for half a decade, when I was normal again Dreykov and the Red Room were out radar. I scaped two years. I did my best to find you, but it wasn't enough".

"Do you regret it? Saving me" she asks.

"No, I don't-"

Your speech is cut off by the onslaught of punches you do your best to cover, many land. Seems like it wasn't the expected answer.

When she grabs you again by the neck, you know you are out of luck. With a lot of effort you rasp what is seems to be your last words "I regret, not being able to save you from him. I'm sorry mor zvezda" her hold falters.

"Do you remember?...The nights I begged you to take me to the roof to see the stars and the full moon? You used to make your claws sparkle.

"The tiny lightings that hit empty cans. You loved that" you smile at the memory, those years guarding Antonia were some of the best. Sure they treat you like a dog, but well she used to hug you a lot. What she didn't know was that all those nights had a price for you but you gladly paid to see her smile freely.

Her hold on your neck tightens again, man you are done for.

A pair of boots halt behind Antonia "What a shit deck we were handed, huh?" Yelena says stopping close to the ex-Task Master "Antonia could you please not kill my sister. I just got her back and she still needs to finish the building" Yelena says with a bored expression "mother won't appreciate you killing her eldest daughter" Yelena's simple request have a warning intention.

Antonia relents and lets you breath again, you cough several times at first with a little blood. She is strong as heck.

"I can't say I'm sorry" the woman says still straddling your chest.

Yours eyes don't leave her "I know. I can't blame you" Antonia got off you and went to pick up Lerato to get back in the house.

Heavier boots halt by your left "Up! Up! That roof won't build itself" Alexei said with a chuckle extending his hand to lift you up "she got you good little pup" he pats your back harshly and laughed as he walked to unload the materials.

After that episode you got back to work, Alexei and you worked on the roof and isolation until 4am, the temperature begun lowering making your bruised bones ache, nothing a couple of vodka bottles couldn't fix.

---

After two weeks in Russia with your family, you came back to U.S where Tony being the billionaire that he is surprised you with an Harley Davidson 2021 iron 883 in deadwood green.

"What do you think sparky claws?" He asks standing behind you.

"Is this for me?" You ask confused, you told them about you escaping some decades ago, you managed to stay away for two years, joined a biker gang for sometime. But your former master found you killed them all and brainwashed you for a while. You still carried the guilt of their deaths, you were even dating a woman at the time she was killed too cruelly in front of you. That's why you never attempted to scape again.

"Why not? Don't you like it?" Tony ask a little worried, maybe he should have bought a crusier one?.

You walk to the machine admiring it, is beautiful, he even bought you a helmet and a badass leather jacket "what can I do to repay you? Is beautiful" you say as your hand delicately glides over the machine.

"You don't have to repay me anything Y/N, you are part of this disfuncional family now" you smile at the man, a little egocentric but, overall he is a good man.

---

You are aware of the gossiping going around the compound "Sexy Romanoff's older sister is fancing the deputy director" which is not that far from the truth.

Maria is a beautiful woman, yes undeniable. But she is also strong, loyal, quick-thinker. She manages to keep this oiled machine going with such a grace. She is a great leader, she wields your sister respect just like Fury, and that is not an easy feat. If your sister is willing to be on their ranks you will too.

--- (F/B)---

You are ending a training session of sparring with Bucky when you see Maria briskly passing outside the glass wall enclosing the gym. She seems stressed.

Bucky chuckles behind you "Go Romeo, Maria has been drowning on paperwork lately. I didn't saw her having breakfast".

You glare at Bucky but nod at his words, you move fast to get a quick shower and get to the common kitchen to cook some breakfast.

After half an hour you have to healthy stacks of home made oat flour hotcakes some with blue berries and others with chocolate chips. Super crispy bacon, chopped fruit and two mugs of salt caramel cappuccino on a insulated lunch box. You are still amazed of all the gadgets and stuff available on the kitchen. You had to ask Pietro if he knew what the hell was that, he had no idea. In the end Friday was the one to enlighten you both.

Reaching the administration wing you tell her secretary you are bringing Maria breakfast, the woman looks surprised but nods and let's you in with a relieved smile. At least Maria is not scaping the first meal.

You knock her door lightly to not startle her, hearing a come in you walk into her office to see quite the stacks of paperwork on her desk.

"Hello Maria, I brought breakfast" you announce with a small smile. She looks at you surprised and a little hesitant. But you have your little ace on hand "come on Hill, you wouldn't say no to a good home made salty caramel cappuccino, will you?" Gently you set the mug on her desk and she smiles "well, who am I to refuse" she carefully take the lid off to take a sip and a can't help the small moan at the good flavor.

At her acceptance you divide the four compartment box and set half on her desk "I hope you enjoy it" you give her a wide small and try to back off.

"Why don't you stay?" She says way too quickly even catching herself off guard.

"Well I didn't wanted to assume. I was going elsewhere. Group breakfast with the rowdy lot is not really my thing".

Maria gives you a crooked smile, you aren't wrong the whole team together can get quite childish "how about a nice calm breakfast here?" She says motioning at her coffee table by the couch.

You blush a little and accept her offer "I would enjoy that very much".

--- (End F/) ---

The next months Maria and you grow closer, working extra hours and going on small undercover missions to find intel.

Sometimes you two meet at cafes, restaurants. Traveling around. It basically feels like you two were dating. Because you were very physical from leaning against her side to sleeping next to her. When you felt her too stressed out you shifted into your wolf form for her to stroke your fur and relax.

Like right now, you two are on her office at the compound, she is sitting on the rug her laptop on the coffee table, her back against the leather couch.

Your wolf head is resting on her legs, she occasionally rubs your ears, making you purr. The first times she thought she was delirious but after the fourth time she was sure, she rubbed your left ear again and you purred "Are you purring?" She ask with a teasing tone.

You grunt a no, making her laugh.

"Aww! You are so cute. Will you shake your leg if I rub your belly?" She says with a teasing tone, you feel her hand skimming through your fur, and you give her a light zap with your powers "hey!" She protests. When her hand reaches your ribs your muscles tense, which doesn't go unnoticed "Are you hurt?" She asks worriedly.

"No" you grunt.

"Volkov shift back to human" she orders and you know better than fight her, you obey. Tony has made several clothing items that shift with you. And this branded S.H.I.E.L.D sweat pants and hoodie are some of those. Maria wastes no time to lift up your hoodie to see the massive darkening bruise covering your left side.

"Y/N! What the hell? When did this happened? is not from your last mission-" she read the report. That means you got hurt helping Yelena, you said nothing and still went on that mission with Natasha and Clint.

You zone out a little, thinking if you should tell her or not. Well, maybe you should.

"-Stay down" you laugh a little at her stern words she frowns as she stand up to retrieve her first aid kit that has a enhanced grade gel for bruising "Volkov this is not funny".

"It is" you argue with goofy grin laying on the rug "when you order me around like that, I feel like a dog that miss behaved".

Maria comes back to your side and you end up in the same position as before. This time she puts the gel, you simply close your eyes and enjoy her gentle touch.

"Don't fall asleep Y/N/N we need to figure out this data".

From that moment, it became a common ocurrence. You searching for Maria to help you tend your wounds, if they were minor. She new that the more concerning they were the more you tried to hid them. She kept a close eye everytime you went to help Yelena. Sometimes as freelance (not that she knows), sometimes to free a Widow.

----

To be honest with yourself you are falling for Maria, hard. And is not a simple crush as Natasha calls it. You feel it in your soul. Everytime you are with Maria you feel at peace, calm, you feel stronger fighting alongside her even in your human form. Nick requested to keep your ability hidden. Since it seems Madame Hydra is still sure you were killed.

You've been thinking about making an actual move with Maria, sure you two have gone together to eat or a coffee but, it has been as friends or co-workers. You wish to change that, you want to date her and call her yours. You are a daughter of Vostokoff, you don't shy away.

Since today is your free day. You ride your recently bought Shelby Mustang in matte black, having a salary from S.H.I.E.L.D and Avenger has its perks and the extra from free-lance even better. You go to town in search for flowers, Wanda offers to give you a hand, Pietro tags along to tease the shit out of you. Definitely they are the annoying little siblings.

You don't go overboard but with some of Wanda's input in the end you have a medium size arengement of violet and white chrysanthemums, white lilies, hybrid pink and white roses in vase. The arrengement is hidden by a simple pearl like white wrapping paper. Like if she says no, well... It can still make a good decoration... Like, um you hope she says yes.

With a slight knock, she grants you entrance and you smile at the sight of her in her reading glasses "Hi Maria" you greet her, by now you know only you and Nick have seen her using those reading glasses. She takes off her glasses and raises an enquiring eyebrow at what you are holding

"Maria Hill, you know I haven't shied away from showing my interest in you. I enjoy being in your company, I cherish your trust dearly. I love your touch and your presence makes me feel calm and safe. Would you grant me the honor of becoming my girlfriend?" You ask gently putting down the arrengement and lowering the wrapping paper showing her the flowers.

Maria's eyes widened as your speech grew, but a beautiful wide smile took over her surprise. She admired the flower arrengement, no doubts you were a sap, a giant soft wolf. Maria extends her right hand inviting you to walk up around her desk to be in front of her. Your heart leaps in anticipation and dread. Like she could throw you off her office window, she is strong as heck too.

She gracefully raises from her desk seat and craddles your face with a gentle touch, her thumbs gently smoothing off the tension. She searchs for deceit in your eyes but she only finds passion and love, anticipation even. She gently pulls in your face towards her and kisses you, shy at first but after a couple of quick pecks she deepens the kiss. Your possesive side doesn't take long to surface and you pull her to you by her hips and yet the kiss is firm and controlled.

Maria is the one backing off to take some air "Is this answer clear enough for you?".

You hum in thought playfully "no, I might need some reaffirmation my lady" Maria jiggles before connecting her lips again with yours.

---

The date was that same night, Natasha helped you booking in a small Italian restaurant, not over fancy. But you gotta admit your sister has a refined taste in food.

Maria was having such fun watching you try the different foods. It has been her small side mission with Nat and Wanda showing you different foods.

"Darling slow down, the waiters are already watching you funny" she takes a sip of her wine glass to hide her smile.

"Have I ate too much?" You ask confused, a ragú lasagna, one pizza, a pasta and salmon carpaccio, two wine bottles... Well now that you recall it might be.

"Yes it is, but fear not. I have a little surprise for you back in my place" she winks playfully and you almost choke on the last piece of pizza earning a good laugh from the blue eyed woman.

"Get you head out of the gutter, Volkov".

Maria ordered several desserts to take back home, to not alarm further the personel of the restaurant.

Now at Maria's place, you ride the elevator hand in hand. You can't help but smile broadly at her "what?" She asks mirroring your smile. Leaning down you kiss her forehead "nothing, just thinking how fucking lucky I am, you said yes".

In her apartment Maria store away the desserts on her fridge. However you couldn't help but walk behind her to wrap your arms over her hips and kiss her exposed neck, that beautiful navy dress made her look like a model, your upper teeth scrapped down her neck "if you aren't ready, tell me to stop darling" Her breath hitches as she turns around to face you but you keep gently assaulting her neck and exposed clavicle with open mouthed kisses "Maria?" You ask after a little while, worried that you crossed a line.

Maria looks at you with a hazzy look "I didn't tell you to stop" she says her fingers grabbing possesively the back of your neck.

"Neither you told me to go on" you say with a teasing smile.

She smiles broadly at you "if I tell you to stop?" She sees the way your pupils impossibly dilated, the eagerness. She just wants to tease you a little.

She sees the surprise in your eyes but you take it calmly "I obey" you lean to kiss her forehead then her cheek. Thinking she is serious.

When you try to step back, Maria pulls you flush to her "you know you are adorable right?"

Now you are confused and your head tilts automatically, Maria laughs again with such a glee, you begin to question all your years of training. Did you read bad the signals? Is your language comprehension bad? The hell is going on?.

"I'm sorry darling, I'm just messing with you".

"You don't want to date me?" You ask even more confused and your body confidence deflates a little.

"No, no, no hey darling not that. I want to be with you. Is just, I was testing how will you respond to me asking you to stop" Maria says in a hurry. Maybe it really wasn't a good idea to tease you like that.

Her worry makes you chuckle "Hill, you are evil. I almost got a heart-attack, thinking I overstepped" your demeanor changes again you push maria against her fridge trapping her with your body "but now? You won't scape" you growl lowly in her ear making her shiver before nibbling her earlobe.

Your hands wander up her back searching for the zipper of her dress, you slowly pull down the zipper, her surprised yelp at the contact of her bare skin with the stainless steel is replaced by a moan when you gently bite on the base of her neck and kiss down the valley between her breasts.

"Take me to bed, now" you didn't have to be told twice.

Now laying on Maria's bed, with her flush to your body is a bliss. Your slightly warmer temperature is enough to keep you both warm. Her face is hidden in your neck, you can feel her soft breaths caressing your skin. Sex with this goddess was an ethereal experience, making you regret calling it sex. You've had sex, empty physical act. This? Was beyond what words can describe, this was so human, so real, electrifying beyond your powers.

Eyeing the clock behind Maria on the beside table 3:34 am, your fingertips gently run along her back mapping the scars on her skin, not as many as you have, but the few you find makes you a little angry, who dares to hurt such an amazing and beautiful woman. You bow to keep her safe as much as you can.

"I can feel you overthinking" she groggily says kissing your neck softly, you hum happily, her lips on your skin is the best thing ever.

"How can I overthink, if the only thing my mind can't even process is how good your body feels against mine" you open palm replaces your fingertips gently running up and down Maria's back.

"Hmm I can agree on that darling, you feel so warm. I like this, being in your arms".

----

After a generous hearty breakfast at Maria's place. Both rode your car to the compound, being the gentle woman you are, after parking you exited the car to open the door for Maria, she smiled at your gesture and you kissed her knuckles. The two of you avoided the PDA but, you walked her to her office half way there Steve intercepted you "Volkov, all-hands-on-deck. Wheels up in ten minutes" he says passing with a light jog.

"Yes, sir" when he is out of earshot you look at Maria, for a fact you know she wishes to keep this private from the rest of the troops

Maria gives you a friendly hug instead "be careful, ok?" You hug her too "always".

Even though the mission required the whole team, it wasn't as hard as everyone was anticipating. You had the chance to fight side by side with Natasha, and you can't help but admire her. You saw her as a little kid, you even trained her. She always had a roaring fire inside her. But now fighting side by side with her, finally fighting for good cause. It makes you happy. For a fact you know that if you were in your wolf form you'll be wagging your tail.

---

The next two years are easily and by far the best of your existence. Maria is such an amazing partner, lover, friend and confident. She even got Melina's and Alexei's approval, she got the shovel talk though. Melina treathened her to turn her in one of test subjects if she breaks your heart and Alexei treathened her to feed her to the cows... That doesn't work at all but is Alexei.

Natasha's shovel talk was standard she trusts Maria to not break your heart.

Yelena, was Yelena to say the least "you break her heart, your short lifespan will be dragged with pain and suffering. You better not find out".

Date nights just lounging on the couch with wine and movies. Check.

Fancy date nights, hell yes. Maria's outfits were worth it. She looked like a goddess walking among peasants, you looked like a idiot drooling by her side.

Missions together? That's a big yes. Badass duo kicking major ass. You two even got into a undercover mission with you posing as her service dog. Which was fun, you had to get your fur tainted in greyish-brown and scars hidden, Helen and Banner had to come up with contact lens to disguise your white eyes to bright yellow. What you didn't enjoyed was using a collar with tag, the service harness was comfortable at least. You even bite one of the guys ankle for giving Maria dirty looks. The good thing of that mission was the public PDA, like ear rubs were heavenly, she used the excuse of service dog to constantly stroke the fur on your back. And it has been the two months were your fur coat has been on its best care.

--- (F/B) ---

You are laying on the rug of the rented apartment where Maria and you are staying, she is helping you brush your fur after a bath. Your back leg shakes when she brushes right over your ribcage making her laugh for your dismay, but you can't help it is reflex.

"Okay, we are done. Ready to look magestic tomorrow" she says patting your belly. You quickly shift back to human but you are bare ass naked.

"We eat now?" You ask, you are fucking starving. Keeping your body on large dog size takes a lot of energy and control.

"Our lovely elderly neighbor bought some nice kibble for you 42% salmon protein" she says with a teasing tone, but unfortunately is true... on wolf form you have no issue eating it. Like back in Hydra they used to give you shitty kibble or cheap almost rotten meat.

"Y/N! Don't even think about it. I made you some nice giant meatloaf".

---- (End F/B) g--

With Nick you have earnt his trust completely, he sees Maria as a daughter. He gave you a warning, borderline shovel talk. That man is terrifying when his eye sets blankly and sternly on you, you gotta admit that. But he is happy to see Maria thriving with you by her side. You even help her with paperwork and bureaucracy stuff to help her have some more free time.

This afternoon Maria and you are enjoying the sunset in Central Park, you calmly smoke a cigar while Maria reads a book. You see a family with kids and a dog, the canine seems to be too curious about you surely he senses the wolf in you, having nothing better to do you choose to mess with him and glare at it. The dog gets nervous before glaring at you and Maria chatises you "Y/N stop reeling up the poor dog".

"I did no such thing" you say in your defense.

"Yes you did" she says leaving down her book to raise a daring eyebrow.

"I-"

"Excuse me?" A little voice says behind you, a kid. You quickly turn around to see a girl that must be five at most.

"Can you help me find my mom? I got distracted and lost her" she says calmly, but you can hear her heartbeat, she is obviously nervous and terrified.

"Hi sweetie, I sure can" you answer looking at Maria that nods, you stand up slowly to not scare her, you are slightly taller than Maria, more built and you have scars in your face. You usually scare kids and dogs alike.

Maria and you split up, the kid stays with you. It takes you a couple of hours find her mom, well... More like the police found you. They tried to take the kid away. You didn't let them, you trust no police.

Another kid tried to interfere to vouch for you. Well not a kid, kid. She might be on her early twenties. The police tried to shut her up , you talked back. You tried to keep civil but unfortunately you have a temper out of nowhere the officers tried to wrestle you down and a fight broke out, this young woman managed to get the kid to be safe by her side. You were wrestled down to the floor by ten officers. And before anything scaleted further. Luckily this new kid mom stepped in, she seems to hold some authority. And half the officers eased back. So while you were still being held on the ground the woman had the little kid by her side and no police officer dared to tell her otherwise.

Maria heard the commotion, and since you weren't answering your phone she ran in with the kid's mom and saved you from being tazered. Turns out the kid was lost for almost half a day on the park, the mom thought the worse, and the police were on edge. The scars on your face and overall demeanor didn't helped your initial innosence plea.

Your girlfriend in her best authority persona played her Avenger Deputy Director credential which granted you an immediate release with an apology included.

"I will suggest you don't dare to tazer my agent" Maria's authoritative voice make you sigh in relief, and she quickly strolled close.

"Hello boss, would you mind? My hands are getting beyond numb" you say with your face being pressed heavily against the floor. Two officers holding down your head.

"Who the hell you think you are?!" One police officers shouted. And a knee was digged deeper between your shoulder blades painfully pressing on your spine, making you groan "duuude you are digging to deep, you fucking asshole!" You tried to wiggle them away but they pressed further.

"Deputy Director of the Avengers organization, commander Maria Hill" the officers looked at each other in panic "I highly suggest you to release my agent immediately".

They quickly eased the pressure and the tazer was tucked away.

"Fucking finally, you bunch of assholes" you greeted your teeth and kneeled ok the concrete moving your neck and shoulders trying to regain the feel on them.

You were very tempted to kick their sorry asses. But a pointed look from Maria made you think it twice.

The little kid mom was utterly embarrassed by what happened, you did your best to ease her mind. Like she wasn't at fault. You hugged the little kid goodbye.

You rub your swrists trying to make blood run back faster. The police and bystanders disperse and you look for the other woman and kid that helped you. Luckily the woman seemed to read your mind and she walked close after ending her chat with a captain of the police.

"Ma'am, thank you for your help" you say offering your hand. If you werent tazered or punched harsher was thanks to her. She shakes your hand warmly "Eleanor Bishop, from Bishop Security. it was the least I could do. You were helping out a little kid".

"Hi! My name is Kate Bishop, I'm pretty surprised you didn't kicked their asses!" The dark haired young woman said way too loud.

"Kate!" Eleanor chatises her daughter and you laugh waving off her mother's concern.

"I'm Y/N Volkov. Well, if I were to do that, it would mean A LOT for paper work for my direct boss" you say smirking at Maria, the woman shakes her head in amusement "Maria Hill".

Your brain catches a little fact "Wait a second, you are the Bishop kid. The one that is called the best Archer in the world, am I right?"

Kate blushes deeply and gets shy which kind of answers your question.

"I- umm- yes I am. I don't think I'm better than Clint Barton though.

"Would you like to put that theory into test? Clint will be down to it" you say it an teasing smirk. Clint will love that. Pietro has been giving him shit about it.

"You know Clint? Are you an Avenger too? Do you have powers? Are you a fighter too?" Kate asks looking at you with a wide hopeful smile.

"I... Yes, not really I fight alongside them, nope, yes. I answered them all, right? How about you go this weekend to the compound and get to meet the team?"

Kate's face light up like a kid on candy land "oh yes!!!" Her enthusiasm is notched down by her mother's stern gaze "I mean, yeah, yeah I would like that very much" she says much calmer but her heartbeat tells you how excited and nervous she is.

After some more chatting, and getting the small little fact Kate doesn't drive yet. You offer up to take her to the compound and back home.

When you and Maria are walking to your car, the blue eyed woman can't help but look at you with heart-eyes "Have you thought about it? Having kids?" She asks softly.

You look at her "well, I don't see myself getting pregnant. Maybe adopt? Would you like having kids?".

"You are good with the kids Y/N. I never thought of myself as mom material, getting pregnant is not on my soon to be list. Earth's safety takes up too much time and you are a handful" she smirks playfully at you.

"Me?" You say with an utterly offended face "Not my fault my face doesn't scream friendly, my scars make me look like a tug I will admit-" Matia cuts your rant with her lips and you smile on her lips "what about no PDA Hill?"

"Shut up".

---

A couple of months later what you truly didn't anticipated was Yelena and Kate getting close, closer than what would you like. But, by the other hand. Kate is a good kid, might be over hyper-verbal, drives Yelena nuts most of the time and the whole Avengers team too. A good kid overall. And she has been training with you all, specially Natasha on her words "if she will date our little sister, she better be capable of defending herself".

Currently the twins are using you as their giant pillow on the common room. They love cuddling with you in your wolf shape.

Your head is resting on Wanda's lap as she absentmindedly strokes your fur, Pietro is using your stomach as pillow, they are watching some t.v shows. You don't really understand them but they love it.

Maria walks in "sorry to interrupt guys, Y/N. Can we have a word?".

You nod your head but Pietro doesn't move, you playfully lick him on his cheek and ear making him laugh "ok, ok, I move".

("Can I dress, meet you in your office?").

("Is actually an off record thing") she says giving a side glance at the twins, it doesn't took Maria long to figure out she could telepathically answer you in your wolf form.

("Let's go to our room then").

Now dressed in your shared room Maria asks you what do you know about Madripoor and Valentina de la Fountain, at the mention of the woman you immediately go to fetch the vodka bottle you have there "that's a thread you don't wish to pull Hill".

Maria crosses her arms and half seats on your desk "She has been recruiting Black Widows. She uses them to manipulate governments and business men at her will. She is dangerous".

"Do you know that, to win a war. You must decimate the enemies army before cutting off the head?".

"What does that saying has to do with this?" You see the clear confusion on her eyes, you can't blame her. You are pretty sure the only one knowing the actual truth is Nick.

"Condessa Valentina de la Fountain is Madame Hydra, the actual Hydra boss, the very top head. Everyone else is just a front. Madripoor is her recluting place. The front face there is Power Broker since a few years ago, maybe half a decade" you take a cigar from your stash and cut it up to light it up, taking a couple of drags. By now Maria knows that you smoke because you are relaxed or if you are worried as heck.

"I'm very worried about your enquirement Hill. Those threads..."

Maria stands up to stand in front of you she threads her fingers through your hair trying to make you relax "flag-smashers" she says handing you the file she had on her hand.

"Sounds like a rap group" you deadpan making maria laugh you begin to scan the data, terrorists: they steal vaccines and medicines to give to refugees... does that make them terrorists? Seriously?... You get to the pictures, well no faces, only masks "I truly don't see this group of kids related to Madame Hydra.

The raven haired woman hums and sets a tablet on your desk. You put play on the standing video, at first you see no odd... Until you see one ripping off the door of the trailer bare-handed and other kicking the shit out of one cop to the other side of the street.

"Supersoldiers?".

"This is still out of radar. James thinks the answer could be in Madripoor. But we need a way in".

"I can do it".

Turns out you had to use Baron Zemo, in exchange for two dacades to lessen his sentence. He tried to tear the Avengers apart before you joined them but, luckily Tony saw through the manipulation and made up victims.

Zemo is your way in and out of Madripoor. James and Sam came too, the latter is quite nervous, which makes you laugh. After what he went through in the army he is nervous about this. You now go by the code name of Mauler.

The bar stunt is a disaster, suspiciously Sharon is there to back you up and save your ass. She acts uninterested about flag-smashers. Seemingly she is here on a undercover mission posing as art dealer... But your years tell you there's more behind or under. No way Carter is here without Madame Hydra knowing.

And you weren't wrong, after Sharon guided you to the scientist and Zemo blew up everything, the guy was killed. It was a disaster but within the hidden lab you found a kid.

You shield her with your body from a explosion. The freight made her shift into a wolf pup... Wolf pup?! She tried to run away but you catched her, she bit your forearm hard but you didn't budge "Hey sweetie is ok, I'm just like you. Ok?" The pup stops biting and tilts her head in curiosity.

"Yes I am" the rush of more bullets force you to shift into your standard size wolf form ("see? I'll keep you safe. I promise").

You shift back to human and the kid/pup relaxes in your arms.

The fight to get out of there is disastrous to say the least. The lack of uniforms tells you is not Madame Hydra, she most likely not here.

Seeing how Sharon comes on and off your suspicious get bigger. Something is off, she insists on you giving her the kid which you refuse.

Half way into scaping more shooters, this time better than the ones at the beginning "Hey sweetie, I need you to go with Sam, ok? I'll be right behind you keeping you safe" the pup nods.

"Sam!" You hand the pup to him.

And shift back into your standard wolf form ("James, she is like me. Say nothing, take her back to the compound. Tell Maria what happened").

("What about you?!") He glares at you.

("I can get out on my own. Go! Don't let Zemo scape").

---

You fought your way out in human shape, you only shifted briefly to give orders to James. Of course Sharon, your main suspect fooled you in and captured you.

In the basement of her mansion she shocked you to the point of making you shift into wolf form.

"Grom Volk" your former master still laments her decision of killing you.

("Madame Hydra you meant").

("What is this bout Sharon? World domination? Just as pathetic as any Hydra head before. Revenge?").

"Being the good guy doesn't leave you with a lot of money. You should know".

You shift back into human "Yeah, no lies about that" Sharon has the decency to hurl a blanket at you.

"So, Flag-Smashers. You personal little army? Seems they got out of leash".

"They know my face. A liability".

You crack your neck and move around your shoulders. It was a good fight. Until Sharon ran you over with her nice car. Groaning you shift to seat cross legged with the blanket covering your low parts.

"The pup? What the hell where you doing with her".

"I call my innocence on that Volkov, I didn't know he had her. I seriously thought it was a dog".

Pinching the bridge of your nose you think your options "tell you what. I keep the pup, she is off all this-"

"No super soldiers, no shifter. So just like that I am left empty handed? I can't let them run around knowing who I am, the Carter name-"

"I help you deal with them. The pup is off limits, I'll be your on call executioner. Just keep who I really am our little dirty secret, just like I'll keep yours Power Broker".

---

One thing is the arrangement you and Sharon reached after a lot of discussion. Other thing is Madame Hydra coming into play unexpectedly and with her own blondie super soldier boy.

And what a good fight he put up. Luckily he and his sidekick are way too hot-headed and cocky. You fooled them easily and stole their jet. Valentina still sent executioners to terminate your stolen jet, and they shoot it down. The last thing the recorded was the exploding aircraft.

---

"Barnes! Wilson! What do you mean you left Volkov in Madripoor!" Maria shouts as she briskily walk up to Sam's truck. The kid, Aileen is her name got scared and shifted back to wolf pup again, which didn't go unnoticed by Maria. At the sight, her anger simmered... Now she gets it... Damned you.

James takes the fraightened pup on his arms and jumps down the vehicle.

"What the heck I'm gonna do with Y/N?" She sighed pinching the bridge of her nose.

The pup wiggled to be let down which Bucky hesitantly did, luckily the pup just went ahead and hesitantly sniffed around the Deputy Director, her tail begun to wag nervously at first then happily.

Maria crunched down and offered her hand, hey sweetie "I'm sorry for scaring you".

("Is ok, are you with big wolf. You have her smell on you") the kid asks making Maria chuckle at her quick thinking.

("Yes, I am her girlfriend. What is your name?") Maria asks mentally "Barnes do you have a blanket?"

Sam gives a soft smile handing over a blanket. They had to keep one close, the poor girl tends to easily be spooked and shifts constantly to wolf pup.

----

A week later Yelena, Alexei and Antonia rescue your sorry ass from Batam. You were washed to the shore, the language impediment was a nightmare. Luckily after two days drying your cellphone on rice, yes that old school trick. The elderly couple that found you gave you a charger compatible and you could call your extraction team.

Yelena laughs her ass off at the sight of you, left shoulder is on a makeshift swing, you have a huge gash on the side of your head, cuts and bruises all over. And overall you look miserable. You are hungry, in pain and pissed as heck.

Of course the elderly couple offered you food, and you are greatful. But is barely enough to keep you awake, your wounds can't heal quickly without proper amount of food and that was way more than what the couple could offer.

Yelena, gave the elderly couple a good amount of money for helping you out. You took the time to help them doing some improvements on their house while they arrived.

Ten fucking long days since the Madripoor fiasco, the aircraft lands on the Avengers tarmac. And you sigh in relief, which is cut short when you see Maria's pissed as fuck face.

"How about we go to mama's farm? you can still call wheels up" you say to your papa who chuckles "Huh, huh, huh woman up. Your wife requested your sister to bring your ass immediately".

Antonia, the little shit opened the door for Alexei to push you off, you simply got along landing and regretting it when your shoulder throbbed in pain.

"Sent her on a ash box Hill, takes less space" Alexei shouts before sliding shut the door as Yelena immediately takes off "traitors" you growl.

When you turn around you are face to face with commander Hill. Before you can utter an apology she slaps you HARD, the agents around and your sister standing a few feet behind hiss in mockery.

Your offended face is priceless "what was that for?!" You shout at your woman.

"For playing idiot. Idiot!" Maria shouts, she suddenly grabs you by the face and harshly pulls you in for a KISS. Your initial surprise vanishes and you grab the back of her neck pulling her impossibly closer, getting possesive.

When the lack of air becomes too much you pry away "that is what I was hoping... Now the whole troop know" you wiggle your eyebrows playfully but the cut on the left side begins to bleed and your stomach growls in hunger.

"Let's get you tended and fed".

---

Aileen the kid was so happy to see you, she jumped in your arms and hid her face on your neck "thank you for saving me". You smiled at her warmly, wrapping your right arm around her, the left was out of commission.

You saw the way Maria looked at your interaction closely with a warm grin. She later told you Aileen has been living under her care. The kid only knows her name, she thinks, knows she is six. Have no idea if she has parents. But after a DNA test, what you suspected came true, she is kind of your minemee, but her wolf form fur is a lighter shade of grey and grey-ish eyes. And your main suspect is Valentina, that woman. One day you will rip her throat off.

Aileen was such a sweet, easy kid. Of course the first month the Intel team tried to locate her parents, suspecting it was a kidnapped kid that got her DNA modified somehow with yours. But none.

A month with the kid was a little challenging, mostly due to the schedules. But the whole Avengers team stepped in even the Bishop kid, that is earning auntie points with the pup for Yelena's dismay.

Maria and you are lazyly enjoying the after sex bliss, Yelena, Kate as Wanda offered to take care of Aileen to give you and Hill alone time. But still in alone time your bedroom has the prints of the kid, her blanket on the lounge chair, her teddy plush bear on the vanity. And the middle of the bed smells like her, she usually asks you two to sleep between you.

"We should adopt her officially" Maria says as her short finger nails graze up and down your abs.

"What?" You groggily ask, her caresses were lulling you back to sleep.

Maria raises leaning on her right forearm "Aileen, she is such a big part of us now. We should adopt her, to be our daughter" you look up at her with a smile "So, Maria Hill are you asking me to start a bigger family with you?" Maria grins before leaning down to kiss you "is that a yes?" She enquires on your lips before tugging your lower lip playfully.

"Stay here, please" you say before quickly jumping off the bed to get into Aileen's room, yes it already was her room, now it will officially be hers.

"Volkov! Is a little late for the walk of shame!" Maria shouts playfully making you laugh, while you search for the item.

When you return Maria is giving appreciating looks, loving how your muscles move "yes off the meat Hill" you say with a teasing tone, left hand is hidden behind your back you extend your right hand helping her seat on the edge of the bed.

"Maria Hill, my love" you get in one knee "I know it might not be the ideal context. But this moment feels so ought to be. You are my greatest love, my port, my shelter, my strength and my inspiration to become the best version of me. You command my heart with such a brave and kind leadership. I don't wish for anyone else but YOU to call me theirs. You took me in and love me for who I am, forgave me for who I was. In you I found a sincere love, I met a gentle loving touch, thanks to you I know how high voltage can love be when your bare skin glades on mine" you kiss her knuckles softly "will you do me the greatest honor to become my wife and be the mommy of our child?".

Maria's tears begun to run freely since the first half of your speech and yet her smile was the most precious thing you've ever witnessed. You enjoy the several beats that she stays silent, no doubt se will says yes, she just needs to process.

"Will you recite such poetry to me?" She says with a smile smile.

"Every day if my queen wishes me to" you say kissing her knuckles again.

"I've had no doubt in my mind that you are the only one for me Y/N Volkov" Maria's hand shake as you put the beautiful diamond ring on her finger, she leans in while you put the ring to kiss your forehead and you swoon in happiness.

From there it was several rounds of electrifying sex, you loved how her ring grazed your skin with her caresses.

---

The next morning you two went to the Avengers compound, her ring was now on a necklace hidden under her clothes. You hoped it stayed like that. But Kate having an actual keen hawk eye didn't took long to see the glint of the ring. And the dopey idiots grin you two had weren't unnoticed by your sisters.

"Sestra what is with that idiot grins on your faces?" Yelena straight forward asked.

"Yelena said a bad word!" Aileen said with glee "pay up! Up!" She extended her tiny hand to the blonde who grumpily gave the kid a dollar bill.

Wanda, the little shit just grinned "Maria is that a new necklace?" Maria glared at the Sokovian mind reader.

Natasha eyes you suspiciously and her eyes rack you up and down searching, you casually showed her your ring less fingers. Well you had a couple, but they were your usual black Damascus thumb rings and the wolf head in your index that Kate gifted you with a "I saw it, thought it was badass and you are kind of a wolf too, so" she whispered the last before giving it to you.

When your redhead sister found nothing on you she looked at Maria at the same time Wanda asked her about the necklace.

"I don't know what you are talking about Maximoff" Maria defended.

"You know I can read minds, right?" The twins shared a complicity look, damned Wanda she told Pietro already.

Pietro flashed you his best mischievous smirk before opening his big mouth "I bet the celebration got wild, right Y/N/N?".

Yelena shared a look with Kate who expressed her thoughts whispering in her ear, her surprised face was comedy worth it "Wait a second. Idiot grins plastered in your faces, you asked us to babysit the kid, take this kid. I'm about to say more" Yelena gave Aileen a 20 bill "You fucking idiots got engaged!".

You groan in annoyance, idiots, you live with worldclass idiots. You can't hide shit like this from spies, assassins, two idiots and a mind reader.

Maria only shakes her head and shows off the ring on her military tags necklace.

"Congrats idiots. Like you could hide that from us" Natasha said with her damned loopsided smirk.

"pay up auntie Nat!".

---

The wedding itself was small and private. Nick, the Avengers team, your Russian family, Antonia with her now officially girlfriend Lerato, Kate and her mom. Of course Aileen was there.

You two were meaning to adopt Aileen right away but, you two decided to give Aileen the chance to choose. All the Avengers loved and cared for the kid. She obviously had an inclination to be with Maria and you. But you don't wished to impose.

However life rolled around, missions came and go. Things with Flag-Smashers scaleted, which you needed and predicted. You couldn't erase them while they were seen as heroes, a martyr is not easy to erase.

But it didn't took more than eight months for their will to falter under the public pressure of being the heroes. Sharon did her part reeling Morguenthau and Valentina did her part with his blonde excuse of super soldier.

You had to be very careful on this volatile chess game. But even with all the work and missions you three, Maria, Aileen and you became closer. A small tight family, you personally trained the kid to control her powers and taught her fighting skills to defend herself.

Maria found adorable seeing you two in wolf shape, sometimes training, sometimes just hanging around specially in full moon, others just cuddling. Of course Hill did her best at being a mom, agent and directive. Aileen had no issue hanging out with her at her office.

As things scalated, your rivalry with Karli got worse.

The international organization begun pressuring the Flag-Smashers pushing Karli to get violent, showing off their power. Her last stunt was way too public and costed a lot of lives.

Nick turn off the t.v of his office "we are close to have them were you suggested".

"I don't like this Nick. But that Blondie soldier fucked up everything".

"Sam and James were so close" Nick half laments.

Your cellphone rings showing the logo of Flag-Smashers you raise your eyebrow and answer *What do you want Morguenthau?* You put the speaker on.

*Grom Volk, you better not get on my way. It would be a shame for your pup to get hurt*

Your jaw tightens in anger *Karli, Karli. You aren't one to threaten me. And I suggest you don't even try to mess with my pack. I know no mercy*.

*Stop getting in the middle of my plans then. Your deal with Power Broker-*

*Still stands, surrender Karli. We can work this out. You are one step from no return. You used to be better than a simple terrorist*.

---

Karli didn't listened, too young and confused. The submit was a disaster. Not only the remaining Flag-Smashers, Valentina's people got on the mix. The whole Avengers team went in even Yelena and Kate that didn't listened to stay off.

You went in to get your part of the deal done, while Aileen stayed safe by Nick's and Maria's side at the compound.

"Morgenthau!" You shout as you run up to her, she already scaped Sam's last try to stop her. By her recent stunt you know she is far too gone.

You get into a fight with her, but the last person you needed comes in, Walker. The asshole teams up with Morgenthau against you.

"I'm SO fucking done with you dude" you throw a punch fully charged making him fly off the building.

Karli got her hand in another handgun, the two of you stand face to face guns drawn on each other.

You let a breathy chuckle, Karli empties her magazine on you and you simply built up high voltage static to reduce the bullets to dust "Poor thing. Never, ever threaten a family of someone than can be merciless kid" you fire several shots, the silencer on your gun barely makes any sound. The young woman falls on the floor and begins to drag herself away from you, Sharon walks from behind you.

"She is Power Broker!" The kid tries her last card.

"Tell me something I didn't know" you say with a shrug.

Sharon looks at you then at the panicked kid "We have a deal Grom Volk" you nod and holster back the untraceable gun to grab your usual one "and a deal we have" you fire a last shot on her chest.

"What about Walker?" Carter asks looking the last breath leave the kid "such a shame".

"We had a deal Volkov".

"Present time Sharon".

"Steve insisted in arresting the others soldiers" she points out grimacing at the pain on the gun shot she got courtesy of Karli.

You nod holstering back your gun "I have that covered. Before you are in your nice penthouse, the job will be done".

"You have open pass to the compound. No one but Nick and I know your alter ego" you point at her gun shot wound.

She nods *Volkov, I heard gun shots. Do you have Karli?*

*She is dead cap. She shot Agent 13*

---

Everything goes hitch less when the police was taking the captured super soldier to custody the next day vehicle exploded, terminated them. It wasn't your doing per se. But you gave Baron Zemo the means.

You were with Sharon on her hospital room at the compound when the news were talking about the assesination.

"Impressive, I take our friend in common had his hand on this?".

You simply nod, Sharon gives you a friendly smile and offers you her hand to shake "word for a word Grom Volk".

----

The next years you were truth to your word. You were an executioner for Power Broker. Luckily Sharon, listened and her path to world domination was casted aside for money and power. Fury was up to date on everything, feeling a little at ease knowing Madripoor was mostly under Carter's control.

Aileen truly thrives with your's and Hill's care, as soon as she had full control on her shifting abilities she started school. And man the kid was brilliant.

The kid became a Volkov-Hill a couple of months after the Flag-Smashers were terminated. Tony and Pepper got everything arrenged and the sign of papers was at the compound.

Lee like you all call her now was super excited, she was shy to call you mama and Maria mom, but now that it was official she couldn't stop calling you both her moms.

Yelena, Natasha and the Maximoffs were already her aunts and uncles. Kate chocked in feels when Lee called her aunt too since she was officially Yelena's girlfriend.

Hate to admit the kid was a prodigy at fighting, keen senses, inhuman reflexes of course. She was absolutely good in everything sports and training related. Just for the sake of her being safe, you and Maria trained her. At ten she knew how to fire weapons and identify danger.

Her wolf form was big, she was almost three quarters your size at ten. Her thunder powers were powerful enough to zap the actual god of thunder at just ten years old.

But even with all the craziness around she was a kid. She was sweet, but hot-headed at times. Stubborn as heck and Kate's and Yelena's influence didn't helped much on that field but, Maria and you wouldn't change that for anything. You love your kid as she is.

What was quite surprising for everyone was first: Natasha and James end up rekindling their relationship, especially after a mission they found a baby that turned out to be born from their genetics. They named him Steve, Stevie as everyone calls him. Aileen was eight when this happened and she loved his cousin dearly.

Turns out that laboratory where Stevie was found had several genetic material from your Widow sisters, which made you angry as heck. They sterilezed them but kept their genetics for their wicked ends. You were about to go all war mode when Maria and Nick calmed you down.

Second was that even when they had quite the rocky relationship, not because lack of love. It was jus that Kate and Yelena had such strong personalities that they tended to clash, hard. But they loved each other dearly. When Aileen was ten, Stevie two. Kate decided to surprise Yelena.

And what a surprise, she begged Helen and Banner for help and she managed to conceive a baby, half Yelena and half her. In Yelena's words it was the best birthday present she ever had.

A very worried Eleanor Bishop called you to meet her at Bishop Security. Kate is already an active Avenger and now she is pregnant and mama Bishop was beyond worried, happy but, worried for her daughter and granddaughter safety.

"Mrs. Bishop, I can assure you. No one will ever hurt your daughter, not easily that is. My little sister loves your daughter to death. And I consider her my family too. I give you my word".

The woman smiles greatfuly at you but her face turns pensive and a little sour as she takes a sip of her own drink. "Do you think I did wrong? Letting her follow her Avenger dream?" The woman wondered outloud "I'm not getting any younger, and this company, it was meant to be Kate's".

You offer her a little time taking a drag of the cigar in your right hand as you swirl the offered vodka with your left.

"Your daughter is one of the best agents I've worked with, as quick thinker as her mouth-" Eleanor guffaws at your comment, she tries to hide her wide grin behind her hand, you only grin and take another drag of the cigar

"In all seriousness, she is really good and keeps improving, compassionate. She now carries the Hawkeye mantle. IT wasn't a mistake, she loves her job... If you are worried for the company future. Fear not, Kate is very aware that someday she will own and direct this. This is her legacy too".

"In the mean time if you ever need help Yelena and I wouldn't mind a couple of extra coins" your crooked grin makes the woman snort again.

"You Russians, all business".

---

How much you wish to sometimes just follow your gut and kill your enemies when you can.

A very worried Kate just called you telling you that Walker is stalking them, she is six months pregnant now and she has Aileen and Stevie with her. You told her to stay calm but keep aware. They were supposed to be having a fun and relaxed day in central park. Earlier, Mrs. Bishop took your word from the conversation a couple of months ago and requested your input for some jobs the company was taking.

Luckily you were already close when Kate's call came through your earbud, you give all the speed to your bike, you just skid to a halt the closest to were Kate and the Rugrats are. You run the rest of the way to intercept the now called US Agent. Maria is already sending backup.

"Walker!" You shout putting yourself between him and Kate.

"Grom Volk the Mauler" he says with a smirk "I come with a message, surrender your pup. And she keeps hers" the blonde quickly draws his gun on Kate and you literally growl at him.

"Oh? Did I made the dog mad?" He tauntingly says. With your experienced years and refined senses you hear the actual amount of agents he has, and knowing De la Fountain... Is gonna be a shit show.

"Is your mouth big only because of your backup? Last time you weren't that cocky".

You take off your cellphone, necklace, bike keys and hand it to your daughter, her hand shakily takes the items. Last but no least you give her your handgun "do not engage, got it?" You dare a glance back and the kid nods as she ties the holster to her hip.

You shift into your standard wolf white eyes sparkling dangerously. You hear Kate's collapsible bow setting in.

("KATE NO").

("KATE YES") she answers in your mind you look at her walking up to be standing beside you with a cheeky smile and arrow ready and pointed at a target behind Walker.

You growl at her in annoyance ("I give you an open, you and the kids run") you see hesitation in her eyes ("do it for your unborn baby and Yelena, please") she nods finally but she is still ready to fight.

("Aileen grab Stevie") luckily your daughter doesn't hesitate to obey, Stevie clings to her like a little monkey, you can smell the fear emanating from him and you feel awful, no kid should go through this.

The fight brakes out, and you manipulate the electricity and static beyond your body to keep them all safe. You know how accurate and good Kate is, so you keep your attention on Walker and the other agents daring to come too close.

Bullets do nothing to you and Walker gets into close combat, you claw at him several times. A couple of agents try to sneak behind John's attacks to grab your daughter. But you ram them away with your body fully charged ("Run! Now").

You keep between the attackers and your family when you are close to Kate's BMW SUV a bullet wheezes past you but you fry it before it hits Kate. Immediately you turn around and protect then with a static bubble, you dart your eyes and ears around to locate the sniper ("eleven o'clock, third floor").

("I can't hit it, is too far") you nod and begin to gather energy.

("I'll fry them up close, and shield you with my biggest form. Run to your vehicle and drive away. I'll be right behind you").

It goes as planned, you shield them with your biggest shape, as they run you but in the frenzy you lost Walker.

By pure reflex you saw the glinting of a knife and the scream from Aileen alerted you of the danger way too close to them.

When walker tried to swing his hunting knife at Kate's front. You jumped in tackling him off. On the rolling away he latched to your fur and blindly stabbed you on the belly. You growled and zapped him away. A vehicle tried to crash against the BMW but you jumped in and crashed your body against it before. Kate took the chance and revived the engine to drive away.

You tried to jump up to the roof of the car but Walker pounced on your back stabbing you on the back in the start of your upper back barely missing your spine by two inches, his falling body end up slashing all the way along your back. This time you growled in agony loosing your grip on the vehicle, as both of you fell off the BMW you let off a massive discharge that even knocked you out briefly on the asphalt. Luckily Kate put themselves first and drove away.

The sound of screeching tires woke you up. You saw Walker on the floor, no heartbeat. Raising up was a challenge, with blurry eyes you saw Kate's retreating vehicle, but two other non shield vans got right behind them. No time to lick your wounds. You tumbled a little but you raised up to get rid of the vehicles.

You had to be careful to not cause civilian fatalities which earnt you several wounds: a vehicle running over you, a bus impacted you and a couple of gunshots. But in the end you scorted Kate's vehicle along other two shield SUVs up to the compound.

Steve, Natasha, Bucky, Sam and Pietro took care of the remaining attackers in central park and along the way. Your sister wired the motorcycle to use it.

As the small convoy reached the compound you begun to shrink back to your usual size. Maria was right by the main lobby waiting for you all with a medical team. Kate called her on the way and told her what she could see.

With wobbly legs you made it to the lobby and collapsed belly down. It has been a long time since you fought in wolf shape and used your powers like that.

Maria had a hard time keeping up her profesional persona. She prioritized your daughter, Kate's and Stevie's wellbeing, making sure they were fine before going to your side.

But Aileen had other plans as soon as Stevie was in Maria's arms and handed her the items you give her, she shifted to hurry to go to your side and nuzzle against you licking your face worriedly. You did your best to rub your muzzle against her to apeace her.

The medical team lowered an stretcher by your left side, with a last ditch of effort you raised barely enough to collapse on the stretcher sighing in relief at the comfyness.

Maria finally came by your side "is ok Y/N. They will take good care of you" you noded and licked her hand before the medical team rolled you away.

---

Four hours later Yelena's aircraft landed on the tarmac, she simply strolled in, in search of her wife. She found her with her mother Eleanor by her side. Kate seeing her panicked state behind the guarded look, she raised up and let Yelena have a good look at her.

"Thank God. You okey?" Yelena says craddling her wife face gently pulling her down to kiss her forehead. On the side Eleanor just smiled at the sight, she might not always see eye to eye with the blonde Widow but, there's no doubt her daughter is loved.

"My sestra, where is she?" Yelena asked looking around in a borderline frantic way.

Maria was walking in when she heard Yelena "She is okay. She is out still, Helen put her down to avoid she moving around much" coming closer she gave Yelena a gentle squeeze on her bicep, trying to ease her down.

"She protected me from getting stabbed" Kate said kissing Yelena's head lacing her hands tightly.

"The Rugrats?"

Eleanor walks close and puts a gentle hand on Yelena's shoulder "Darling why don't you just sit and take a breath? Kate is fine, the little troop is fine, your sister had medical treatment. She is good now.

"I-sure, ok" the Widow relents, Kate directs Yelena to a chair and both sit down leaning on each other. A couple of minutes later Antonia walked in with Yelena's mission bag, she told her to stay. They will take the others back to the farm.

Antonia asked Maria to just let her see you, and she accepted.

Aileen pup form yipped excitedly at the sight of the Widow.

("Tonia!")

"Hey pup! She kneeled down to hug the little shifter "taking care of your mama?”

("Yes! Will she be ok?") She asks the last with a wobbly voice.

"She will, she is one of the strongest women I've ever known and she trained me when I was a kid" she winked playfully. Antonia went ahead and ran a gentle hand through your fur before leaving, not without hugging little puppy Aileen tightly.

It took you a week to recover from the largest wound, well recover to a point where you could move around without feeling like being thorn apart. You had to stay in your wolf form, which was the best thing for the kids, funny as heck for the team and not so fun to Maria, who just wanted to kiss you, she enjoyed the cuddling though and playing with the soft-velvet wolf ears.

Kate, being Kate was so happy of you being in wolf form. She and Yelena weren't stopping anytime soon on thanking you for keeping them safe. Truth to be said you enjoyed cuddling your head against Kate's belly feeling the baby's feet and hand pushing against you and hearing her strong little heartbeat.

Now back in your human self Nick called you to his office.

"Given that the public knows who you are and Valentina knows you are alive. Is up to you if you keep your powers hidden still".

And you didn't, it was a waste of power for missions, you were now known as Thunder Wolf basically and obviously your original code name but now I'm English. You are now an official Avenger. But the greatest thing about this was the pride in Aileen's eyes "my aunts and uncles are Avengers, my mama is one too and my mom is their boss".

---

Things with Maria have it's ups and downs specially when it involves certain off grid jobs for Power Broker... Like is really hard to fool Maria, she is a great spy for a reason, your soul aches and dies a little everytime you have to deceive her to do what it has to be done. But you remember you are doing it for your daughter and for Maria.

Nick trusts you completely to handle this side missions. And usually you are able to pair them or make them simultaneously to helping out Yelena at freeing Widows.

As Aileen has grown older it has been a little easier to have alone time with Maria, alone time as in to have glorious sex marathons. Specially when the kid sleeps at a friend's house or she stays with her cousins. At fifteen she even babysits Wanda's twin sons, who are an adorable mayhem. They are three years old now. Other times she goes to Tony's house to nerd hard with Morgan.

The house is silent safe from the loud and unashamed pleasure screams scaping Maria's mouth. You took her to a fancy dinner, at your return to the house your wife surprised you with a jaw-dropping set of lingerie. Like a predator, after admired her you went to attack, you fucked her senseless is was a little rough you left hyckies all over her skin, her nipples are deliciously sore. And her pussy is already over sensitive and swollen from the endless make out sessions. Hill didn't let you get off easily, at some point she handcuffed you to a chair and gave you the sexiest and dirtiest lapdance ever, your back is deliciously scratched, hickeys? Maria never holds back your neck is a constellation, that she loves to take pictures of, due to you enhanced healing they usually heal way too fast for her liking.

The dark haired woman is stretched over you, her left bare leg over your hips, her breasts on yours. Blissfully naked and a little sticky with sweat, but Maria claimed being to sore to stand a shower, and too comfy to ditch this moment for a bath. And who are you to disobey your queen?

"Darling, Aileen is dangerously setting her mind on becoming an Avenger" she plants several kisses on your sternum before looking at you.

You sigh in defeat you try to reach out for the half smoked cigar but Maria stops your right hand with her left intertwining your fingers with a gentle firm grip.

"Talk to me" Maria rubs her thumb over the back of your hand.

"Is not that I don't want her. She is absolutely powerful and a excellent fighter. I just-" you sigh again in a little frustration "I don't want her life attached to this because she knows nothing better".

"The things we see, the things we do... I'm pretty sure Kate regrets it sometimes. People calls us heroes and yet they have no idea of the villainous, atrocious things we must do when the cameras aren't focused on us to keep them safe".

You feel her nodding her head before she sets her face on your skin "where's the kid that just wanted to be a UFC pro and a rockstar?" Maria says with a fond smile.

---

Even with the ups and downs Aileen was a raising MMA star. The kid was dangerous on the mats and the octagon. Maria and you supported her completely, Tony being the eccentric uncle even equiped the gym were she trained with the best of best. She had to wear a power damper but still she was a prodigy.

You and Maria made sure she had a private coach to work on her skills. Your wife and you couldn't be more proud of the kid, she was an excellent student, a soaring athlete and yes, she still had that rockstar dream floating around, she is an excellent bass player, she has the keen ear obviously and a powerful singer. Like she can pull off a Lzzy Hale or sing clean voice beautifully.

Usually you blast rock and metal on your car which has been quite bonding for the two of you, while Maria pretends she hates it, she loves it. Which makes Aileen laugh, her mom supposedly don't like rock and Metal but is the first at buying tickets for concerts.

When she is set to do gigs you and Maria go, if by any major reason your can't always at least one of the team go. Usually is Nat, Yelena or Wanda, Kate tags along with anyone that goes.

If someone had told you that after all you've been through. Life will give you a beautiful badass wife and an amazing daughter you wouldn't have believe it. But is true.

----

Aileen's manager thought it would be a good idea to engage social media platforms. The young fighter uploads videos of her training sessions, cooking her meals, sometimes even some of the Avengers join her making her comment section light up.

Today is the third time you joined her. The two of you decided to hit the climbing wall on the training facilities of the compound. Both of you with cargo pants and sports bra.

Aileen's friends were the ones recording the shenanigans you both pulled off. First you got along Aileen's standard training with her coaches before finally hitting off the climbing wall.

You both got into several rounds of racing up trying to defeat the other but youth versus experience was proving to be quite the tie.

"Come on Lee! Your mama is kicking your ass" her friends were teasing both of you but specially Lee since she was too self assure she could easily win... Boy she was wrong. Even with power damperer.

You playfully flex your arms "Decades in the making pup" you tease her "Besides this is easy cake comparing it to climbing a treacherous rock side with full battle gear on".

"Let's spice it up" Aileen said with a smirk "we put weighted vests and see who hits the clock faster".

You smile broadly at her, you gotta give it to her she has confidence "if I win, you cook and do laundry for a month".

"Easy, done" she says excitedly.

You wear a 70lb vest and Aileen a 35lb.

The first to go is Aileen who breaks the record by 35 seconds. She lets herself fall celebrating a presumably easy win.

"Come on mama Wolf, show her who is the boss!" Her friends had their money on you, the little shits.

You get yourself ready and as soon as the whistle is blown you move. With strength and agility you climb up faster than Aileen with ten seconds left you playfully hang with your left arm to show off with a playful hang loose sign you smirk at your daughter before pressing the timer botton with two seconds to spare.

"HELL YES!" Some of her friends shout in glee.

Is dinner time, courtesy of Aileen cooking when you see her flexing her face in disgust.

Maria quickly asks her what's wrong and the girl just pouts "nothing is just. I'm pretty used to people commenting on 'how hot' I look" she says with quote marks "but is quite disturbing when they say that about your mother".

You raise a curiously eyebrow and motion her to lend you her phone, she hesitantly does and your begin to scroll down the comments, they are priceless.

'mama wolf rail me'

'you lucky gal, sexiest mom alive you got there'

'is it me or the scars make mama Volkov hotter?'

'i bet her strap game is strong, Mrs. Volkov I respectfully ask you to rail me against the wall'

You completely loose it a that last one you read, you laugh a little more and recite Maria that epic comment.

"What's your connoceur opinion at that last comment Mrs.Hill?" You ask with a smirk.

Maria gives you a mischievous smile "out of ten? I'll give you a twenty darling"

"Oh god no! I don't wanna hear this. I'm out" Aileen gets impossibly red, snatches her phone out of your hand "enough ego stroking"

You only give her a loop sided grin.

"You know what, forget it. I'm sleeping at Aunt Yelena's place".

----

And right know sparring with your daughter feels surreal. Both of you wear power dampers, to relay fully on your skill. She is eighteen barely an inch shorter than Maria, you still have borderline three inches more but the kid has you on your toes.

Kate, Yelena and Natasha are outside the ring coaching both of you. The little ones are on Aileen's side "kick her butt Lee!" Tommy shouts at the top of his lungs making you chuckle. They might be nonblood cousins, but sometimes they act more like siblings.

Oh the beauty of youth. Aileen has fast punches. But the her danger resides on the fact that her style shifts along the fight she can be stoic and brutal, evasive and graceful like her widow aunts.

And the ultimate proof is how she ends you. You see it coming Natasha's Widow iconic move, but she uses it like Yelena. She just hauls you against the wire cage. Before you can react she jumps on your shoulders, grabs you by the neck with her legs and flips you with the momentum. You smack on the floor hard, she doesn't let go of her hold and tightens. You try rolling to stand but she rolls with you, like a crocodile. You could only tap out before you pass out.

"YES!" Morgan, Billy and Tommy shouted at the top of their lungs.

You raspily chuckled sprawled on the mat, your pup indeed kicked your ass.

"Still alive?" Yelena asks hovering with a wide smirk.

Aileen was kneeling by your right looking at you with a nervous and yet proud smile. She tapped your stomach "you ok mama?".

In a sudden move you pull the young woman to you to hug her tightly "Man, I've never been happier at getting my ass hurled to the floor".

"Volkov! Don't smother my daughter before her big fight" Maria shouts strolling in.

The two of you laugh "Nah I just strangled her she can't scape ME anymore" Aileen said with a cheeky grin.

"You little shit" you grumbled as she helped you raising up.

"My dear sestra, you are getting old" Yelena said patting your back forcibly, you glared at her "put on your gloves little shit".

Kate cut in quickly getting between you too "No, no, no, no. Enough you two. I don't want my wife all banged up tomorrow, we must slay that front row".

The rest of the day was all recovery for Aileen, tomorrow night is her first big stellar fight.

Big fight, big crowd. The whole A-team and troop was there at front row. Courtesy of Tony. While the others enjoyed the fights Maria and you were on the prep room with Aileen. The kid was over excited and buzzing with energy, you are pretty sure that if it wasn't for her power damper she would have electricity running over her skin.

She is restless even when the coach tells her to chill out she is ready. Maria goes to her and gently holds her shoulders "Love, you are ready, you are one of the best, just think is your mama there and kick her ass".

"Hey!" Your smile shifts into offended mode making Aileen and the coach crew laugh.

Before Maria and you leave to take your seats you two hug and kiss the kid in the head wishing her the best.

You lean forehead to forehead with her "You got this mor grom shchenok give em hell".

Maria and you exit hand to hand the locker room, you offer her your arm in a chivalrous manner. Like you know she rocks the shit out of her high heels, but you love how she walks flush to you when your arms are interlocked.

The roar of the public when Aileen "Thunder Punch" Volkov-Hill is called to the octagon is deafening. Truly electrifying.

You see her stepping in with so much focus and confidence. Man you couldn't be prouder, and your smile tells it all. Maria interlocks your fingers and you can feel her pride. When you take the chance to look at her you see her looking at the kid with so much pride.

"You got this Lee!" The tiny twins, Stevie, Stella and Morgan shout at the top of their lungs.

"Kick her ass Lee!" Tommy shouts right after making everyone around laugh.

"That's twenty to the swear jar!" Steve says with a wink. Like you all doesn't give much a damn about the kids saying a bad word once in a while, none of you are better.

[ablupen]

I Completed Lessons 1-10. Here's what happened, and the ending I got.

Alright! After about 15 hr 23 min total of F2P playing, I've completed all 10 lessons with all main stories/episodes watched. Granted, anything past lesson 4 isn't full S completed anymore, and I am very broke, but eh.

Anyways, here's some pictures of how it's going:

And now some more thoughts and summaries, including stuff I didn't say in my last post.

The boss levels are basically beating up the boys... Well, uh, if you're mad at one of the seven, go play their boss level, ig?

Solomon's cooking is so bad it caused Henry 1.0 to rapidly polymorph temporarily into random things

Henry 1.0 was originally huge. Levi befriended the snake when both of them were hiding from Satan

Henry 1.0 became regular snake sized bc Sol shrank him 😐 This means the shrink spell wore off, apparently.

The building that you and Sol share is called Cocytus Hall. I wonder where this building would be present day..? Did it get recycled?

Newly-demon brothers are being discriminated

Cerberus was obtained bc of a rumor that anyone who tames it becomes Ruler of the Underworld.

Mammon rallies everyone behind Luci's back to find and tame Cerberus

On the way there, we discover that we can still summon the brothers (We summon Beel to eat a magically growing pile of apples)

Apprehension attempt on Cerberus did not succeed. Luci saves everyone and tames Cerberus. Someone leaks these news and this is how the seven brothers become the seven rulers.

We become one of the three core founding members of RAD lmao

Somehow we get caught in a dream(?) with Levi in the TSL world. Levi does not know TSL at this point in time. Anyways, he summons Lotan at the end of it, who apparently actually appeared in real life, flooded the room, and then left.

Fuck i forgot when this happened so I'll just leave it here, but: Satan turned everyone except you and Lucifer into Chihuahuas. Including himself. Thankfully, the spell had a limit so it didn't last long

Angels enter the scene! For RAD consultation.

Apparently at some point the bottom of Asmo's bathtub becomes a portal.

Solomon is a fucking bastard and pushes everyone into the bathtub. You choose if you go in by your own will or if he also pushes you.

It leads to the Celestial Realm??? No lol jk, it's actually inside a very familiar looking labyrinth and y'all are being chased by a giant spider, fuck.

Solomon remakes pact with Asmo to distract spider.

Solomon then summons Barbatos

Unfortunately at some point he pissed Barbs off so he's ticked off by this summon. Barbs teleports the spider away and Sol uses his pact to force him to make a portal back home, but Barbs gets mad and later TELEPORTS HIM TO A DRAGON'S DEN LMAO

dw he's alright! He returns next lesson with a dragon egg.

Bad news! Diavolo and Barbatos realize you're human and not a demon after... What/when is this? 6-7 lessons? Yeah. Anyways, Dia tells you that you should pack up bc he's sending you back to the human world. You're another distraction, so to eliminate some stress, you're being deported, sorry. This is not a good thing.

Mammon and crew - except Luci obviously take on a ghost hunting job at the tome place idk I forgot the spelling

Mammon gets fucking possessed by a human ghost named Adam after you read his name off of a tomestone bc it was written in a human language.

Adam says that a demon killed him with consent many years ago bc Adam was trying to look for his lover but their dead

In case it wasn't obvious, that you.

Also, the demon knew you'd have the Ring of Light on you still. Anyways, Adam tells you that the demon's name/alias was Nightbringer. Guys, it's a fucking name drop!!!

You manage to open the gates for Adam by slurping up some of the brothers' powers and by the powers of the ring

Next day, you get a letter telling you to meet Dia concerning your expulsion, which Sol comes with you to try and change Dia's mind.

Suddenly, Belphegor basically kicks open the doors to demand that Beel be released. Apparently, he's been jailed. Shit, isn't that a parallel or what, huh?

Apparently, he suddenly got out of control and rampaged. Dia manages to pin him down and get him into a cell with sheer strength alone, but later escapes in the next lesson after you confront Luci and Belphegor who had a spat.

You, Luci, and Belphie get blamed for causing all of this 🥴 Especially by Barbs. Anyways, using your magic siphoning ability from your future pacts and the Ring of Light, you knock Beel out. Lesson 10 ends with you revealing that you're human and Dia and everyone wondering who tf you are to have this kind of power.

That was a lie. The very last scene was actually Satan and Simeon watching a cat that you introduced to Satan before you left with Luci and Belphie and discover the rampaging Beel. "Do you think MC will come back before the cat wakes up?" "I hope so."

Context for the quotes on the Nightbringer site:

Lucifer; "My pride hurt my brothers": I actually don't remember this one. I don't even know if my choices led up to this one. Will maybe revisit everything tomorrow or sum

Mammon; "We chose to follow Lucifer here. We all had reasons for doin' what we did.": This is from when Mammon is trying to convince the other brothers to join him in his search for Cerberus. He's tired of being discriminated, and doesn't regret his choice.

Leviathan; "I never wanted to come to this awful place, to begin with!": When Diavolo meets with the brothers concerning plans for RAD and about possibly making an announcement to show the brothers'presence, Levi is against this. He doesn't want the attention.

Satan; "I can barely stand being around them. It's torture.": Obviously, "them" are his "brothers". I can assume when he says this, but I think I can guess when it is. It was probably after he stormed off once the others discuss what the Celestial Realm was like. He's never seen that place, and he can't relate to the other brothers.

Asmodeus; "I want to return to the Celestial Realm...! I want to be an angel again! The way I used to be... White wings and all!": This is during the weird portal in the bathtub scene. He had tried to move on from the fall, but Simeon's appearance reminds him of what he lost again. He's scared of the fact that he's getting used to his demon self and that he's forgetting what it was like to be an angel.

Beelzebub; "I have a big secret that I've never been able to tell... Not even to Belphie.": I've actually never encountered this one bc I didn't get close to Beel. Has anyone seen this one?

Belphegor; "Who deserves to be punished the most?": After Lucifer temporarily admits defeat and doesn't stand up to Diavolo to let Beel go, Belphegor gets angry. He's scared that he'll lose another sibling. After telling you about Lilith and how stubborn she was, he admits that he doesn't know who to blame: Lilith for breaking the rules, the angels for directly killing her (or was this second one the other brothers for not doing more? I forgot damn), or himself for not protecting Lilith.

Anyways, that's all I can think of rn. Do note though that in Nightbringer, choices apparently actually matter so you may have gotten different results!

[hirik0]

Back to you part 4

Makarov/Yuri

Yuri is scrolling, sets over sets of photos not sure which one to purchase. Would his lawyer tell him to not do this, absolutely, is he trying to use a loophole that he technically didn't comided a crime, debatable. There are so much easier ways to hack your ex, then to cat fish him, asking a crime lord to do the catfishing for you in exchange to work for said crime lord. He just needs to find a set of pictures of a person his ex totally would drop his pants for. He has already prepared a bunch of fake profiles for social media, hiden malware in a link he just needs a face. "Just choose one, this woman are all fucking atractive", Yuri tells himself he needs to gets everything ready before he leaves for the fight ring, using the whore card Makarov gave him. Three weeks ago he got a dubious packet with a venetian carnival mask to wear to the ring, to keep anonymity for the spectators. A bit risky in Yuris opinion but well it's not his fight ring and it looks like its running really good, that way. He spins the mask that will cover the uper half of his face in his hand, being nervous. Its a yester, with a black base colour with white details, on the top of the mask a yester hat in black and blue. He takes a deep breath before closing his eyes, moving his fingers over the screen. He stops his finger and open his eyes he choose a very generic looking blond woman, for the photos he will use. He looks through the set, it's a big one with a lot of pictures for many scenarios and even he is a bit scandalised by the lewed photos this profile is providing. Its perfect, matching the sexual preferences of his ex perfectly. He finishes his purchase and is setting up the phone with all the photos setting up the Instagram account with some of the tamer photos using some silly caption he is coping from accounts of real people using the all the hastags they are using. He then turns the phone of and puts it in a box. He needs to get ready to leave. He walks in his bedroom looking at the dark blue dress shirt that matches the mask with a dark pair of jeans. He is unsure if he looks like he just want to join the normal partielife of Saint Petersberg like this, but well he already knows that a sertain dress up is expected at the main ring. A modern version of bread and circus like in ancient Rome, he already is working with someone in Makarovs organisation he just dont know whom, but this person is one of his best buyers so that hopefully will improve his chances to join. He walks back into the living room, looking at the box the masked arrived for the first time since he took the mask out, looking for any hints, to identify his contact or atleast not getting caught of guard at the ring. He nearly misses that fake bottom the box has only catching it, because he shaked the box and hearing something move in the box. He needed the help of a knife to get the fake bottom out. Seeing a now familiar card. A entry card for the ring on folded a piece of paper. This is the confirmation that the mask was not send to him with Makarovs knowledge, this could be a good or a bad thing, but now he dont have to use the whore card at least. He looks at the card noticing it's a bit different then the one he already has, like its to be expected by cards that Makarov hands out personally, wich means who ever controls the card upon entry likely also knows that Makarovs card is given to prostitutes and any woman he will fuck, Yuri feels anger heating up his face. Fuck his it's only a whore card if you give it back bullshit, fucking liar, he will keep the card. Next he opens the paper, reading the instructions.

Wait outsite at 19:35, wear something nice, I think I can introduce you to some people for buisness at the ring.

Z

Yuri checks the time its 18:50. More time for him to overthink everything and be nervous. He assumes Z is his contact in the organisation, but who is Z and what are his goals? Nothing is for free in the world of crime and having nothing to work with makes him feel uneasy. He paces from the couch to the kitchen an back for 15 minutes. Using his outdated knowledge about the Russian organised crime. Still around 30 minutes till he has to be outside.

How did the person even figured out where he lives? When he goes to the ring with somebody will he even be able to talk with Makarov. He sits down on the couch bouncing his legs, waiting sucks. He decides to play a stupid mobile game to pass the time, before he carelessly lets it drop on the couch to get ready. Like the last time he don't takes his phone with him, only money, his keys, cigarette, lighter, the card and the mask. He puts a jacket on, to hide the mask in a pocked on the inside where he also puts the card. He's getting picked up, nothing unusual people get picked up all the time, he calms himself down while walking down the stairs. He dont has to wait for long before a black limousine is holding infornt of him. He takes one deep breath before opening the back door and entering the car. "Ah the Magpie, nice to finally having a face to the name." Yuri is greated by a man, Victor Zakhaev. "Mister Zakheav" Yuri greats back, after closing the door. He thought about a lot of people that sent him the mask, but non of was a direct rival of Makarov. He is in deep shit, but its to late by now they are already driving towards the ring. "Didn't know the ring is that popular that even rivals attend." Yuri atmids having to suppress the urge to bounce his legs again. "Oh, some of the fighters are mine, you know it's like our own boxing league ", Zakheav explains bored, looking Yuri up and down, Yuri nods along to what's said. A illegal 'boxing' league organised by Saint Petersberg worst of the worst of society. "Do people die?", Yuri asks knowing 5 years ago that was forbidden. "Oh sometimes fighters die from internal injuries, but it's usally a accident. No direct deadly force allowed. You know its like the gladiators in ancient Rome in someway, popular fighters bring a lot of money if they die we lose it." Yuri nods again there is one question he has, how did Zakheav found him, he needs the answer but knows now is not the time, maybe on the way back. He should ask the answer can prevent from getting found by the police or worse. "You ever gone to on of the fights?" Zakheav asks intressted, very focused on Yuris body language. "I recently decided to stay in Saint Petersberg for a longer time, before that I lived here and there, so no", Yuri lies hoping the other don't catches it or if he does he is understanding enough to let him get away with it. "Really never the time to watch a fight?" Zakheav digs a bit deeper. "No, lived outside of Russia when the ring got really popular heard rumours for a long time but never intressted enough to go." This wasn't a lie because the ring only got popular 2 years ago. "I think you will enjoy it, ever meet Makarov before?" "I heared of him", Yuri lies pushing the thoughts of a half nacked Makarov down. "Of course hard to not hear about him." Yuri has the feeling Zakheav knows a bit more then he lets on, to Yuris displeasure. "For your own safety please stay close", Zakheav says before pulling out his mask. It is fully covering his face, with delicate blue drawings around the eyes, the same blue as Yuris mask so everyone will know he's here with Zahheav. Yuri also puts on his mask, not liking that he is that heavy associate with a direct rival of Makarov and that only half his face is covered but he assumes the full cover is reserved for VIPs.

They get in without anyone even asking for a card to enter and they are rather late, the ring that is in an abandoned public pool is already packed with masked people. Most of them like Yuri only wear one that is covering the uper half of the face, only a few he sees with a full face mask all of them with other colours. He will not find Makarov here, he has to hope Makarov finds him and even thats not ideal. They push themselves through the mass of people till they reach the VIP area, again nobody wants to see a card, the perks of being invited by one of the big names. They have a perfect view on the empty former pool from here, but Yuri is noticing the red and brown stains on the blue tiles. Somebody is walking towards them by the colour he's wearing he also belongs to Zakheavs men. "He's fighting to night, saw him earlier his absolute furious about something, it will be brutal to night. Excellent day to bring a guest." The men says before sitting next to Yuri. "Who?", Yuri asks having the feeling he asks the most dumbest question in this place. "The owner himself, Makarov."

Yuris mouth drops open at this at the same time he knows he will not be able to talk with his old friend. What a waste of his time, to come here. A woman in very short cloths is walking towards them and Yuri thinks its generous to even call it clothes. "What can I bring the gentlemen to drink?", the waitress asks them with a smile and Yuri is staring at her. "We take 3 whisky on the rock", Zakheav orders for them. The woman walks away and Yuri stars at her ass while she walks away. "The waitress are of limits, but there are plenty of whores here to fuck", Zakheav says to Yuri with a dirty smile. "Of course I was just looking", Yuri says and he was only looking, woman will never do it for him. "What happens if Makarov loses a fight?", Yuri asks intressted in the rules. "The person the fighters owns gets all the winning of Makarovs men", Zakheav explains exited, so today is a day one can make big money. "Can all bosses join the fighting?" "Few do and when only sending a substitute at most, Makarov is the only that is fighting himself." Yuri becomes the feeling he is uterly fucked, to come today to see a fight. "You ready to bet?" Zakheav men asks exited. "I wait till I get a feeling for the fighters", Yuri answers, he's so nervous he has to force himself to sit still and not throw up. Yuri looks around at masked faces see around 20 diffrent colors around ad still on spot in the VIP area is empty probably Makarovs place. His heart is beating heavily in his chest, he should be feel lucky that Makarov is not here but in the ring tonight, but somehow he has the feeling this is making everything worse. He should have come atleast with Milena even if she don't wears Makarovs colours she's a better option then fucking Victor Zakheav. A man with a blood red half mask is walking past them towards the empty spot, one of Makarovs men, Yuri assumes and his heart drops when he thinks he reconices the men. Andrei Nolan, if he reconises Yuri is fucked Makarov won't forgive him this. He should have ask Makarov if the mask is from him and not just assume it's from one of his men. Yuri turns away, his legs are itching now he absolutely has to supress all his tells to not get Andrei's attention.

The first rounds are starting and Yuri is getting more and more nervous about Makarov entering the ring, but also is picking up on the rules. Touching the wall means you lose, if you hit the ground you're out and the later you fight the harder it becomes because nobody care to remove the blood from the floor, causing a slipping hazard. He barely touches his drink in fear Makarov changes his mind about fighting today and shows up in the VIP area instead. "And now one the first of the most anticipated fights of the night Makarov vs Romanov", the announcers voice is coming out of the speaker. Yuri takes as sip of his drink keeping the liquid in his mouth the alcohol burning on his tounge before he swallows it when Makarov and his opponent enter the ring. This time way less tired Yuri even can see what the tattoos on Makarovs back are. The stars marking him as a thief's in law, the gigantic wolfs head that mark him as a leader, the church towers meaning he served prison time. Honestly seeing Makarov in the ring is even worse then waiting for his fight.

Makarov feels two eyes burning holes in his back and don't think much about it, a lot of people are trying to force him dead with starring. He needs to focus on the fight he can always send Andrei a message about this later. He and Romanov are circeling eachother waiting for the other to open their defence or slipping on a blood puddle, because the arena only gets cleaned after a rounds of fights are over. He is fuming today Captain Price shut down one of his operations before it even really began what must mean there is a mole in his organisation. Romanov is lowering his arms just a tiny bit and its Makarovs opening, he uses a hard right jab hitting Romanovs shoulder and instantly has to duck his head so he dont gets a left hook in the face. It's frustrating Makarov that Romanov, the champion of green, the Petrovs, is his first fight. The two are each others biggest rival, with Romanov having the best defence of all fighters and him as one of the most aggressive attackers it usally comedown who has more nerves and he knows that he dont has the nerves right now. They circel each other again and Makarov again feels the eyes on him, sending a nice feeling down his spine, but he knows better then to look for the person. Makarov trys a bluff pretending to lower his guard and Romanov is actually falling for it. Trying to use a left hook that Makarov can easy block and conter with cross, hearing the crunch when he hits the nose of his opponent, feeling the blood running over his fingers. Looks like Romanov is also not in the best head space to night and Makarov will use it to his advantage. They throw some punches that are either evated or blocked, nothing really happening but Makarov smelled blood now, literally and he gets a hook against his oponends left kidney, was it a dirty move sure but they were allowed. Romanov is stumbeling back nearly slipped on the wet tiles, using his arms to get balance back and Makarov hits him straight against the chin. Romanov falls back, hitting his head heavily against one of the walls, meaning he's out for tonight.

When Makarov is back in the fighters area Andrei is coming towards him, looking grim. He holds out a phone to Makarov with the table of Zakheav he is frowning. So Zakheav brought a guest he dont understand what the problem is with this, till Andrei shows him a video of said guest. The chewing of the bottom lip and the tapping of the foot, he would reconices this tales of a very nervous Yuri everywhere. His mood is getting worse, looks like he has to viste Yuri tonight, because what the actual fuck does he thinks he is doing. Yuri knows the moment Andrei is moving away he's fucked, he tried, he really tried to not be to invested in Makarovs fight, looked not even at the fight, but at a wall the whole time. His lower lip is bleeding from him chewing it to much and halfway through the fight he could not stop tapping his leg and he felt Andrei's eyes burning a hole in the side of his head, but he dont have to much time to worry for now because as Zakheav said in the note he has some people to introduce to Yuri. So Yuri try to ignore the stone in his stomach and be a professional and make some work deals, while he still can.

[captainsolocide]

not my usual content but. I've been very obsessed with gta v lately and I finished the game today (not 100%, but the credits rolled). I chose C, and I didn't feel like save scumming to do the other two endings, especially cause I didn't think I could really stomach killing Trevor (unfortunately I've become very obsessed with him) so I went to youtube to watch play throughs of A and B and jesus. first of all I was right, I would NOT be able to stomach killing Trevor. The fact that you have to chase him down the highway before Michael crashes into him at the oil fields. that is just so sad to me for some reason. like he really was trying to be loyal and a good friend and he knows he's gonna die but he's just trying his hardest to get away from an impossible situation. idk if this is just how the person did it, but they didn't have Franklin kill him and Michael eventually does it himself. Is that how it has to happen? Does the game not let Franklin kill Trevor? Is Michael always the one who has to do it? Usually the wording when you have to kill someone in the game is "eliminate." For Trevor it was "put down." He doesn't even get the luxury of a quick bullet through the head. He's burned alive as you watch. Michael walks away basically fine and he gets Trevor's share of the Union depository score. Pretty sure if I chose that, I would have walked away with the most empty feeling in my chest. Then B comes. Now, Michael is the main character who most consistently annoyed me throughout the game, but even with that I don't think I could do B. He's got a family that he loves. I really do think he truly cared about Franklin, and while he shows that even in this ending he's willing to turn on Trevor (even when Trevor refuses to turn on Michael) I do think he was telling the truth about wanting to help Franklin, not just use him. In the play through I watched, the person choose to save Michael when he's dangling from his arm, and instead of letting that happen, Michael headbutts Franklin and essentially kills himself. Why does he do that? I cannot for the life of me fathom why he would do that. I mean, obviously in the game he has to die cause that's the option you chose, but what's the Watsonian reason for Michael killing himself there? Matter of fact, why even give the player the choice to save Michael at all? The assumption is you've already decided to kill him, why reconfirm that choice with an action that isn't even a choice at all cause the end result is the same? You leave B alone, literally, and you feel that as the player too. Franklin calls Lamar, says they should hang out sometime. A small irony, given that the last conversation they had if you choose that ending is one where Lamar tells Franklin what a shitty friend he's been lately. A and B are so clearly the wrong choice for the ending, it boggles my mind. Why have bad endings to your game? Were they worried C wouldn't hold up narratively so they added two shit endings to make it look that much better? I admit, there are definitely some loose ends with the character side plots, but it's my understanding that there's still game left to play even after the credits roll. Even then, C is a fantastic ending all on it's own. I just don't understand. I almost wish I hadn't seen the other endings cause it almost ruins Michael for me, you know? Knowing that in two of the three endings he's willing to turn on Trevor on a dime. There's nothing to say that he wouldn't do that in C given the chance. But Trevor doesn't turn, even when he's offered. I noticed in the graveyard scene that Trevor throws his gun at Michael before he runs away — he never takes the shot. He never takes a shot at Michael. Michael shoots at Trevor as he runs. he misses, but he still shoots. I'm not saying Trevor was always on Michael's side — he could care less when he learns Michael's been kidnapped, but he was never going to actively harm Michael. And that's the whole justification for A, isn't it? That Trevor's too crazy, they *have* to kill him cause he'll kill everyone else eventually.

But C is proof that that isn't true. Trevor will stay your friend, he will stay loyal. So then A was never necessary. You never had to kill Trevor. C is proof you don't have to kill either of them. idk.

[sethrollinsgirl]

Title: Winner takes all

Plot: Seth, Becky, and the reader have a hard time deciding on a house to move into, so they all agree whoever picks up the win gets to decide which house the move into.

You were taping up your wrists for your match tonight. You had a tag match with your boyfriend and girlfriend tonight. It was gonna be You, Seth, and Becky vs Naomi and the USOs.  You have been facing the men superstars since your shield days, but this would be the first time you had got to tag with both Becky and Seth.

To top off the excitement, the person who gets the pin gets to decide what house the three of you were gonna move into. You wanted this five-bedroom house in Chicago, but Seth wanted to stay in Iowa. As for Becky? Well, she just wanted you two to stop bickering over the house, which is why she came up with a plan. The winner gets to pick the house.

You were interrupted by your girlfriend and boyfriend walking in. Seth plopped down on the couch with Becky following his movements.

"Hunter said we got the main event tonight," Seth told you as he smiled over at you. You nodded as you bit the end of the tape for setting it down on the table next to you.

"So when I win tonight, I'm just letting you know we will be moving out of Iowa." You told him with a smirk as you moved to sit on Becky's lap who rolled her eyes at you and buried her face into your neck to avoid being seen laughing by Seth.

"You mean when I pick up the win tonight, we will be moving to that farmhouse on the edge of town that I like." Seth said as he playfully glared at you.

"Nobody wants to live on a farmhouse babe." You groaned out. You were right of course, Becky and you both didn't want to move there but Seth was stubborn and Becky gave up on the fight last week. You on the other hand wasn't gonna give in so easily.

"It would be nice! We can even start our own farm one day and it's big enough so our future kids could run around outside." Seth pointed out to you. The yard was huge but you weren't much for being a farmer and your future kids can run around in the nice fenced yard in the house in Chicago.

"No! Maddie and Tyler deserve better and they deserve to grow up in a nice big city!" You shouted out with laughter as you stood up.

"Maddie and Tyler?" Becky asked you shooting you a weird look.

"Yeah! Madison and Tyler. They are our children." You told her crossing your arms and suddenly feeling defensive over your fake children's names.

"We are not naming our children Madison and Tyler! Those names are too" Becky trailed off staring at Seth for help.

"Basic." Seth finished for her, nodding his head.

"It's not basic! Tyler was named after you." You grumbled out as you moved to sit next to Becky with your arms still crossed.

"How?" Seth asked you as he rolled his eyes.

"Because of Tyler black! But you know what, our son's name won't be Tyler anymore."

"Tell you what, we can keep his name Tyler."

You glared at Seth and shook your head. "It's too late. Tyler is gone now, we will now be naming our child Bexley. After Becky."

"I actually like it, and our daughters name can stay Madison. We will just have to give her a badass nickname." Becky said as she kissed you before leaning her head against your shoulder.

"Don't I get a say in our future kid's names?" Seth grumbled out.

"No!" You and Becky both said with laughter in your voice.

A knock interrupted you three, as a stagehand poked his head in and told you, your match was next.

You stood up before holding your hand out to help Becky up before walking over to Seth and pressing a kiss to his lips.

"Our kids will have your last name, let us choose their first." You told him before giving him another quick kiss and walking out of the locker room and towards the Gorilla to wait for your music to hit. 

The match started with Naomi vs Becky, the women were tearing each other apart but overall Becky had the upper hand. She went to drag Naomi's body over to your corner so she can tag you in. But Naomi hit her with a super kick and tagged in Jey Uso.

Seth stepped into the ring and immediately started the attack on Jey. The match went on with both men throwing lefts and rights. Seth dragged him into your corner and continued to throw jabs at Jey.

You know it was sneaky but you didn't want to stay in Iowa any longer than you had to. You reached over and tagged yourself in.

Seth glared at you as you entered the ring.

"Get out, you aren't the legal man in this match anymore" you shouted out as you grabbed Jey and clothesline him.

"You aren't even a man!" Seth shouted back.

You glared at him. "Get out!"

"You shouldn't have tagged yourself in! I was winning." Seth shouted again as he moved to the apron to stand next to Becky.

You went to reply something but ended up getting superkick by Jey who quickly rushed over to tag his brother Jimmy in.

As you stood up on wobbly legs, Jimmy hit you with a crossbody and went for the pin. You kicked out of two. He then quickly put you in a chokehold. you managed to get out of that before quickly turning things around and hitting him with your signature move and picking up the match.

"HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS THE TEAM OF Y/RN, BECKY LYNCH, AND SETH ROLLINS." You heard Samantha Irvin the ring announcer exclaim.

Becky grabbed your wrists before grabbing Seth's and holding them both up.

"You know what this means?" You shouted out as you moved to step in front of Seth who glared at you.

"We are moving to Chicago baby." You finished saying as you grabbed the back of his neck pulling him into a kiss.

"Good, because I didn't not want to stay in Iowa." Becky added before pressing a kiss to you and then turning to kiss Seth.

(A/N I don't own anything. Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed :). The plot was requested by @wwebaby657 and I hope I did it justice:). Thank you!

[cha-melodius]

6. Do you have your work beta'd? How important is this to your process?

7. How do you choose which POV to write from?

11. Link your three favorite fics right now

Hey anon, thanks so much for the ask! Sorry, I got a bit verbose on these ones lmao.

6. Do you have your work beta'd? How important is this to your process?

I do. These days the lovely @cricketnationrise and @celeritas2997 are my main document gremlins. I never used to have my work beta'd because I felt like I didn't really want critique (I get enough of that in my day job), but now I pretty much send them all my RWRB stories. For one, I get in-line screaming comments about phrases or parts that are exceptional, and for two, they make suggestions that have definitely made my stories better. For example, the epilogue to Please Don't Let Me Be So Understood originally ended slightly differently and tbh I wasn't 100% happy with it but didn't know how to fix it, and cee made a great suggestion to help keep it a bit more in character and a little lighter, not to mention that she actually suggested the last line that people have loved (thank you cee!). So yeah, I find their feedback very important these days.

7. How do you choose which POV to write from?

Usually it depends on what kind of story I want to tell. For one shots, I figure out which character's feelings I want to be the main framing of the story. Each story is often about one of them more than the other, so it usually just feels right. I also think about what information I want to keep hidden or reveal. If I'm building up a mystery or need someone's motivations to be unclear, then that plays into it too. Funnily enough I find myself writing Alex & Henry more exclusively from one POV or the other than I ever have in past fandoms (where I more frequently did POV changes). I think that's because we canonically know a lot about their feelings, so keeping things interesting in a new story can sometimes require keeping the reader in the dark. That said the next big thing I'm writing (You've Got Mail AU) has pretty rapid POV changes!

11. Link your three favorite fics right now

All right I'm assuming this means other people's fics and not my own, but who knows. Also this is HARD, so I'm not really answering favorite of all time, because I don't think I could, but favorites I've read recently (which. I'm so behind on, omg). These are all firstprince.

we’re right here for a reason [M] by @smc-27, which is a How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days AU that's funny and sexy and full of heart.

Nebuchad-never had a friend like me [E] by @clottedcreamfudge, in which they have DRAGONS, because DRAGONS (and also because it's amazing and hilarious and full of exceptional magical realism worldbuilding).

Going Platinum [E... very very E] by @cricketnationrise, in which Alex is a camboy and Henry is a subscriber, because it's so creative and scorching hot, and I never thought I would be into a camboy au but cricket proved me dead wrong.

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[bluebellhairpin]

Erwin Smith X Fem!Reader X Miche Zacharias

Summary: Now sovereign ruler, you have to prepare to say goodbye to your family for good. But with the weakness you find in yourself during this time, you also find strength in your new guards.

Warnings: Misogyny. Funeral setting. A single Panic Attack occurrence + recovery. Reader pronouns used are she/her. (Described wearing dresses; called 'queen' as a title.)

Listening to: 'Unshaken' by D'Angelo - "May I stand unshaken amid, amidst a crashing world."

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Masterlist || Ko-fi || The Safe Space Writing Collab

Long cut short, the fabric lay bare; 

Thread of blue and white, together it can repair; 

Long cut short, whisper the lord’s prayer.

You’d thought your heart was a heavy burden to bear, but it weighed nothing compared to the crown upon your head. 

The crown that, not even a few days ago, had been stained red with your elder brother's blood. They were quick to clean up the mess. 

It was a heavy metal set with too many jewels, and didn't suit the much smaller ceremony that had been held so recently for the same occasion. Your coronation had been tainted with a taste of bitter iron and grief, more a memorial than a time for celebration. An official announcement would be made at dawn tomorrow, just like the announcement made that morning of your family's deaths. 

Their funeral procession would be in a week, and it was your very first responsibility as Queen to make sure everything was to run smoothly. Unlike your brothers, who would've been the visit to the king's guard. 

Your visit, as Queen, was much smaller. Quieter. Pixis, thinking it the best option, brought to you the best he'd ever taught and told you to choose from the finest he had to offer. 

“Your safety is of the most concern, second only to that of your niece and nephew.” Pixis explained as he guided you through the halls to where a smaller selection of guards were waiting. “For now you will have two main guards, instead of one. Therefore we believe you need the best two, two who work best as a team, not just the two who work best on their own.”

“And do you also think so, or do I need to consult these others who belong with the ‘we’ you speak of?” you asked. His body turned inwards as he walked, and you saw the skin next to his eyes crinkle like wrapping paper as he smiled. 

“I can assure you I believe it to be best also.” 

“Then it shall be.” you said, voice quiet as you both came to a stop just outside the courtyard of waiting knights and guards. “I’m putting my life in your hands, I wish you to choose for me since you know these men best. For it I will be eternally in your debt.” 

“You believe so?” he asked. You nodded, surely.

“My father trusted you for so long and he fared just fine. His death wasn't because you were found lacking. I have no reason to doubt you.” 

They were all knights. Fresh faces willing to offer themselves from a place in the field to one in the castle - it was what they’d work up to, the main goal of a pageboy, to serve the king as a knight so directly. It was obvious that’s what most of them were expecting. 

A king. 

Instead they got you, and they made a horrible job at hiding their preference. You were, admittedly, met with the proper respect, however the looks in some of those men’s eyes had you wishing to run away. You almost pulled Pixis aside just to tell him which ones you didn’t want. 

Before you worked up the courage to do so - something that came with the realization that as Queen you needed to do more quickly - he called out two names. Two knights stepped forward. 

Your breath caught in your throat, not just because of the handsomeness of their features, but also the familiarity. 

They were older, but still had that blond hair and blue eyes that haunted your childhood. One bigger and the other more conventionally attractive. 

“Erwin Smith and Miche Zacharias, ma’am.” Pixis said, “They’re in the top three candidates. These two word together so well we often call them -”

“- Brothers.” you finished, looking at Pixis before back at the men. “I see why, at least.” 

“If I may, your majesty,” one of them, Erwin, said, bowing his head low with a hand over his heart, “How are you today?” Your head tilted, wondering why the inquiry, before his hand moved back down and sent a waft of air your way. 

Spiced frankincense, you smelt, and it made sense. 

“I am well,” you said, swallowing harshly yet mustering a smile, “Considering.” 

Your eyes tore from Erwin to look at Miche, standing stoically at attention. He offered a knowing smile when your eyes met and you felt a fluttering in your stomach. 

Pixis went on to explain more, and within an hour you’d seen both other candidates, and Erwin and Miche demonstrate their abilities on the other knights, as well as a show of their general knowledge. You walked back out of the courtyard with a decision made. 

Tomorrow would be their first day as your guards. 

You didn’t notice much about the funeral garb that your handmaidens had stuffed you into. In fact all you really paid attention to aside from it’s color of morning was the veil fastened over your face and how the corset lost it’s usual supportive nature. Now it was rather suffocating, whether due to the day's prospects or because it was simply put on wrong. 

The girl now by your side, new and fresh-faced with hair of harvested wheat and large doe eyes, fixed the hem of your veil. She caught your eyes, and you could tell by her reaction that your gaze was far too harsh for what she deserved. Her glow wilted, and it only made the sour of your heart worse. 

“What’s your name?” you asked.

“Historia, ma’am.” she replied, shyly fiddling with her fingers. 

“That’s a pretty name.” you said lightly, only loud enough for her to hear, and she visibly preened under your words. A beat of silence passed before you spoke again, now taking your turn to fiddle with your fingers. “I think I need a ring, will you choose one for me Historia?” 

She nodded with a hum, turning to the dresser with a jewelry box on it to fuss with its contents. You turned away, facing the door where both Erwin and Miche stood guard. 

They’d been around for a few days now, and while it took a day to get used to them being here rather than your singular old one - who was now who knows where - you had to admit you did take to them rather quickly. 

No doubt your made-up memories of them from your youth was the cause of that. 

But over the short course of time you’d managed to note a few things about them. When two people are around so much, when you have so little to do, observing the only company you have would come easily. 

You saw that Erwin’s hair had changed, longer so that the few times it didn’t stick back it’d obscure his eyes. You noted how his right arm was weak, overhearing on one cold morning how it was a result of an old injury in war. In one conversation you dove into his eyes, so deep and blue, you thought they were the sea you’d drown in before you’d again start paying attention to his words instead. 

He was all muscle, chorded strength like a thickly braided rope and the waves of the seas crashing into cliff sides. He was stubbornness and power and determination, but he was also patience. 

And you could tell all that from a few days. 

Miche was more difficult to read. He took longer to observe. But the times when they’d meet you and you’d still have wet cheeks and red eyes, Miche was the one to offer his aid first. For someone so stoic, he had his heart on his sleeve. A quiet being with zero hesitation to keep those around him safe. 

He had a warmth in his hands that told you everything was going to be okay when he handed you his handkerchief, and a fire in his eyes that warmed your soul like a hearth. 

His hair had also grown, more often than not he’d be brushing it back off his face - he needed to tie it back or cut it. He often abandoned his armor while in the castle, he ran hot with how well his body stored its reserves - clearly seen in how much bigger he was compared to Erwin, and Erwin was by no means a mediocre size man. 

Pixis was right in choosing them. If it were anyone else you knew you wouldn’t have warmed up to them so quickly. Eggshells would still be walked on by both them and you - but with Erwin and Miche, that was not the case. 

Historia returned, offering her hand so she could slide a ring onto a finger on your right hand. You looked down to see your father's signet ring. You supposed, thinking, that just like everything else it was now it was yours. 

She was looking at you expectantly, and although you were still in a mood akin to being rather sour, you offered her the kindest smile you could muster while running a hand down her arm in thanks. 

She scuttled off, returning again with a thick cloak of wool and satin and fur to keep you warm while the snow fell outside, and the funeral pyres of your family burned bright. 

It was already dusk, the pyres had wilted down to smoldering embers, and most of the kingdom who came to pay their respects had already come and gone. 

You’d stayed. A thin layer of snow covered your entire body, and from how still you were in spite of the cold could have anyone fooled into thinking you were a statured relic. 

“You’re Majesty,” Miche’s deep rumble had your head finally turning away from your family. “I know you wish to say, but we must go. It’s not good for a person to be out here any longer.” 

You looked past him to Erwin, standing a ways off in the same ceremonial armor and furs as Miche was. He’d sent his friend to get you, knowing Miche would be softer about gathering you back to the castle. 

But your eyes prickled, the cold stung, you couldn’t feel your fingers and you couldn’t breathe. Like a tree had been fell upon you, your corset was far too tight, too suffocating, you needed it off and you needed to breathe. 

Turning away with a quiet sob, your arms flung to you back under you cloak to attempt at tearing at the chords and ribbon fastening your ribs shut. You weren’t handling this as well as you’d thought at all - and you knew you weren’t handling it well to begin with. 

Miche’s hands flung out to steady you as your legs wobbled in your mild hysteria. 

He could tell you were trying to hear him - but you’d been sent into a panic, you needed something and you weren’t able to convey it properly. A particularly cold chill went down his spine at the thought of you going mad - not an entirely unreasonable thing, considering - but he genuinely liked you. He’d rather give up a pound of his own flesh then watch you descend into emotions you would never recover from. 

Nothing was getting through to you, and Miche knew it wasn’t quite proper - but propriety be damned, you needed help. 

Only when his fingers ghosted each side of your face did you regain some clarity. Your cheeks were ghostly cold. 

“Hey, look at me -” he tried, and even though your eyes were glossed with tears, they still met his own, “- you’re going to be okay. Tell me what you need.” 

Your mouth opened and closed, your voice only procured a croak the first few tries - he was doing his best to soothe you, watching as a tear broke from your lashes and left an icey trial across his finger. 

“Let me help you.” Watching your mouth shut, he thought he said the wrong thing. But then you spoke, wet and quiet and he almost missed it over the wind. 

“I - I need my corset loosened.” He looked in your eyes and saw how you started to not meet them over a wave of embarrassment at your confession. 

Then, ashamed, he noticed how quick your breaths were - that indeed you were having a rough time in that regard - how he should’ve noticed sooner, and why couldn’t he be a little bit more like Erwin without losing so much humanity. But you needed help, and - while he couldn’t admit to undoing a lot of them in his time - your corset wasn’t one that you could undo yourself. 

Miche’s hands moved. His fingers usually weren’t so clumsy, but the cold had been biting at them for hours. In his peripherals he saw Erwin step forward in concern - undressing the Queen, how dare he. A quick look telling him he’ll have it all explained later left him not intervening, but still weary. 

After pulling at your overcoat, dress, and corset, you’d finally calmed. However he could see you were visibly tired, and you’d taken to clutching to a space of fabric at his wrist like it was your lifeline. 

Erwin was concerned - even after they’d taken you inside and your handmaidens had bundled you up to try and get you warm again. 

He knew it wasn’t his place - he hadn’t grown up with royal politics, rather war strategies - but you hadn’t had either. He knew you’d get adviser for those things, you hadn't yet, but he felt in his gut that he wouldn’t like whatever man the court would give you. You hadn’t been genuinely cared for your whole life - only survived so far out of duty and privilege. You were unprepared. 

True, he wasn’t always the best friend anyone could ask for, but he could read rooms as easily as his father could read through books. 

Very early on he could tell no one cared for you, and now he realized how much of a problem that could be. You were so young, and lost so much. You needed friends now more than ever, and yet now more than ever fake, leeches of friends would offer themselves willingly. 

He knew he had a job, a duty that he was to value more than his own life, but maybe keeping you safe in this way was part of his duty. Befriending you, helping you find good people to keep close, and keeping those with ill intent away. 

After you were deemed warm enough, he and Miche were allowed into your room. He walked in second, seeing you tucked into bed - your upper body propped up and sinking into a dozen pillows - and a thick layer of blankets pulled up under your arms as you slowly sipped on a mug of something warm. 

It was late, the fire was going strong and candles were lit across the room. Everyone else had left since you didn’t need them anymore. Them both being allowed in wasn’t actually an accurate statement - they let themselves in because no one was around to stop them. 

The small smile you greeted them with told them you didn’t mind their sudden company. 

You gestured to the end of your bed, telling them quietly that they were welcomed to sit, and Erwin took the invitation gladly. It was a large bed, made you look comically small, so there was plenty of space for the two of them to sit without disrupting you. 

“Are you feeling a little better now, your majesty?” Miche asked, and Erwin watched you intently as you watched the content of your mug swirl around before procuring a reply. 

“Yes, a little.” you said. With your eyes still downcast, and with them both still waiting in case you wanted to continue, you kept going, “I guess I just didn’t want to say goodbye.” 

For some reason Erwin understood. 

Your family didn’t treat you the best - often taking you for granted or leaving you in a corner unnoticed - but they were still your family. They were gone, and you’d still miss them. You still had a right to miss them. 

“Everyone’s grieving.” he heard Miche say quietly, “We’ll miss them too.” 

You finally looked up at them, smiling sadly at Miche before casting a glance over at Erwin. He realized, in that moment, that this was the first time you’d all been left completely alone. 

“I remember you. Both of you.” you admitted quietly, fiddling with your fingers around your mug. “I think it was you, when we were younger.” 

“Near the wisteria vines,” Erwin said, recalling that day he first met the little Princess - now Queen. 

In his mind's eye he could see how you changed - a maturity to your face, and parts of you that slimmed from baby-fat and parts that had filled out. Times were simpler when you were younger - them skimping from training and you simply running away to the gardens for the sake of stirring up trouble. 

“We spent the whole day together.” 

“Ate nectarines from the tree in the secret place you took us to.” Miche said. “My hands were still sticky when I went to bed that night.” That brought a quiet giggle from you - the first of its kind that Erwin had ever heard come from your grown lungs. 

This is a good topic, he thought. 

“Is it still there?” he asked, “The place you showed us?” 

“It is.” You nodded, raising your mug to your lips and taking a large mouthful. “Though now there’s a door, it freezes shut during winter. If you’d want to go you’d have to wait for the thaw.” 

“You’ll have to show us, wouldn’t be the same without you anyway.” Erwin felt himself smile as he watched you fluster. He looked over at Miche, who had a fondness in his appearance that only usually showed around people he’d known for years. 

He supposed, technically, he had known you for years.

You were very grateful about how understanding Miche and Erwin were yesterday. 

You deeply hoped you’d never have to deal with anything like it again - but things like that are never set in stone. At least, you thought that you’d likely have them with you if it were to happen again. 

Very grateful indeed. 

Lying in bed, clutching a too-fluffed pillow to your chest, you looked out the window and watched as the hot red glow of the sunrise dulled to a yellow behind a half dozen clouds. 

Greedily you hoped that they’d get more chances to save you, not just from yourself and your own mind, but other things too - however you dreaded the thought of them getting hurt in return. You could romanticize it all you wanted, but as nice as it was to dream you knew reality could be much more harsh. 

In reality, they were incredibly lucky to still be standing on two feet with beating hearts. Too many others weren’t so fortunate. Time and circumstance kills all, you’ve found, and yet it can also keep people alive. 

You know you want to repay them both. Your knights deserved something good, and you convinced yourself they would keep on deserving. 

Now, just after the cusp of the coldest day the year had seen, you were planning what to do with them that coming summer. Nectarines and honey, with juice running down your fingers and the uncomfortable feeling of the flesh near the seed getting stuck between your teeth. 

It’d be a sunny day with a cool breeze, and it’d be just you three.

Even if your duties got in the way for the rest of your life, you were determined to spare a few hours to yourself with them for this. 

[khoicesbyk]

The Royal Romance. 

Forevermore. 



A/N: this is the next chapter in the journey of my OTP. Follow along for the fun. 

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Chapter 7.) Ripple Effect. Part Two.

The next few days were a blur for the couple. From meetings to openings to speaking engagements on top of chasing after their little ones. The couple had enough on their plates to keep them both plenty busy. And before they knew it, it was time to celebrate their anniversary. 

Being married was a task in itself. But to be married for 8 years with three children under 7? Damn near impossible. But they had somehow managed to make it all work. 

The morning they were to leave for California, Marquise found himself waiting while his wife tried to find an outfit to wear.

“Nope! Nope! Nope!” Shanelle muttered as she looked at herself in the mirror. 

“Why are you making me go through this?” he asked.

“Because it's your job as my husband to help me decide that's why,” she replied before turning back to the mirror in front of her. 

“You've literally tried ten different outfits. Just pick one already!”

Shanelle responded by picking up a pillow and throwing it at her husband. 

“Did you throw a pillow at me?” he asked. 

“And did. So what?” she replied. 

Marquise looked at her. 

“Why must you always choose violence?”

“Because kicking your ass is always fun.”

Marquise arched an eyebrow before picking a pillow up and throwing it at her that she just barely dodged. 

“So that's what we’re doing?” she asks. 

“You started it,” he replied with a shrug. 

And the pillow fight was on. With both trying to outdo the other. Just when Shanelle thought she had the upper hand, Marquiss caught her by the arm and hoisted her up on his shoulders. 

“Put me down!” 

“In a minute. First, you need to learn a lesson in proper manners!” 

That's when he spun her around. 

“Put me down you big ape!” she yelled at him. 

“No, not yet.”

As he continued to spin her around, her yelling got louder and caught the attention of their daughter. 

“What is going on?” Khari asked her parents. 

“Tell your daddy to put me down!” Shanelle told her daughter. 

“Daddy! Put Mommy down!” Khari demanded. 

“You want me to put her down?” he asked his daughter. 

“Put! Me! Down!” Shanelle replied. 

“You heard her Daddy! Put her down!”

Marquise shrugged before launching Shanelle onto the bed.

“Daddy!” Khari fussed.

“What? You said to put your mother down, you didn't say I had to do it gently.”

“I didn't mean for you to yeet Mommy across your bed.”

“You didn't mean for me to do what?!” he asked.

“Yeet Daddy,” Khari replied. 

“What is that?”

“It's a word, Daddy. You don't know it because you’re old.”

“Did you just call—” he started to say before Shanelle tackled him to the ground.

Khari knew then it was no use trying to reason with either of them. 

“Grammy! Mommy and Daddy are being weird again.” Khari said while running out of the room. 

The two wrestled around until both were out of breath and laughing. 

“Do you feel better now?” Shanelle asks. 

“Much. Now let's find you that outfit so we can go,” he replied. 

After finally finding an outfit, and saying goodbye to everyone, The Royal Couple was off. While they were on their way to Lowyn Winery for Shanelle called their California Anniversary, their children were on their way to her father’s duchy. Even though Kylo had questions. A lot of questions. 

“Where doing (going) Bop Bop (Pop Pop)?” Kylo asked his grandfather. 

“We’re going to my duchy, my boy,” Damien replied. 

“What’s dat (that)?” Kylo asks. 

“My house here,” Damien replied. 

Kylo looked back at the residence entrance and shook his head no. 

“I stay! No yike (like) Bop Bop house!” Kylo proclaimed.

“But my boy you can’t stay here by yourself,” Damien said to him. 

“No doe Bop Bop! No doe!” 

“But I’ll be there. And so will Grammy Shantel, and your sister, and also your brother.”

Kylo looked at them before looking back at his grandfather. 

“And look who else is coming,” Damien said to his grandson as Margo and her family joined them at the entrance. 

“Hello everyone. Thank you for inviting us to come with you, Your Highness.”

“The pleasure is mine Margo.” Damien replied before addressing Kylo, “See my boy? Everybody is going.”

“Gammy doe?” Kylo asked. 

“Yes, my love. The whole family is going.” Margo answered as she picked him up. 

“Whole famy (family)?” Kylo asked.

“Yes, my boy. The whole family is coming. So are you ready to go?” He asked his grandson. 

“Let’s doe Bop Bop!”

“That’s the spirit! Let’s be off, everyone!” Damien announced. 

Soon, the grandchildren, their grandparents, and the rest of their family were off to Duchy Toussaint. During the two-hour car ride the children fell asleep. 

“And now, a little peace and quiet,” Damien said with a sigh of relief. 

Shantel chuckled. 

“They’re just like their mom used to be whenever we went to see Mama and Baci.”

“Yes, they are.” Damien said before taking a look at their sleeping grandbabies, “They’re adorable when they’re asleep.”

“Indeed they are. Now are you sure your cousin has everything prepared?” Shantel asks. 

“Yes, dear. I called Stella yesterday and told her to be sure and prepare rooms in the estate for Margo and her family.” Damien replied. 

“Alright. It will be good to be at the estate for a few days.”

“Indeed. Especially now that the renovations are done.”

“What needed to be renovated?” 

“The roof mainly. And I had the kitchen upgraded as well. Also just some basic sprucing and patching up. And while the staff were in the attic they found my mother’s coronation portrait so after having it restored, it’ll be hung up in the foyer.”

“I have never seen your mother’s coronation portrait.”

Damien smiled softly. 

“It’s been years since I’ve seen it. I want the children to see it.”

“I think they’ll get a kick out of it.”

“That’s the point.” 

As they rode along, Shantel became nostalgic.

“I remember when we first came here after your parents died. And we spent a few days there.”

“That was one of the best times I’ve ever had at the estate. We had the whole place to ourselves, excluding the staff of course.”

Shantel smiled. 

When they arrived at the duchy estate, the family was greeted by Lady Stella Quinault. Damien’s first cousin and lead staff member of the estate. 

“Hello! Hello everyone! Welcome to the Duchy Toussaint estate! It is good to have you all here!” She said in greeting as everyone entered the foyer. 

“Thank you, Stella. It’s always great to be here.” Damien replied. 

“Hello again cousin. You look better than the last time I saw you. Looks like you lost a little weight.”

Shantel snorted. 

“I take it that he hasn’t Your Grace?” Louisa asked Shantel. 

“You would be correct,” Shantel replied. 

“And these three precious little ones must be the heirs! Oh, look at them! They’re absolutely adorable!” Louisa gushed over the grandchildren.

“You’re Pop Pop’s cousin?” Khari asked. 

“Yes, Your Highness. Your Great-Grandmother was my aunt. And she named my mother Marlena, as the head of the staff here and I took over for my mother when she got older.” Louisa replied. 

“Is that her?” Khari asked, pointing to Queen Angelique’s portrait. 

“Very good eye, Your Highness. Yes, that's her. That is her coronation portrait. She was much younger then.” Stella replied. 

Khari gazed up at the portrait. 

“I’ve seen that crown before.”

“I’m sure you have sunshine.” Damien replied, “That’s the Imperial Crown Of South Cordonia. Your mother has worn it before.”

“The Imperial Crown?” Khari asks. 

“Yes. It dates back generations in our family. And one day it will be yours.” 

After getting everyone settled in their rooms. Damien took everyone on a tour of the gardens and nearby ponds. That night the children were camped out in front of the main fireplace. 

“Look at them. They're adorable.” Shantel said to her husband. 

“Indeed. Tomorrow we’ll go ice skating and sledding so they can run off some of that energy.”

“I don’t know about you, ice skating cousin. You weren't very good the last time you tried.” Stella teased. 

“Who asked you?” Damien fussed. 

Shantel and Stella snickered. 

“I wonder how our children are doing,” Shantel said. 

“From what Marquise had texted me, they just landed and will be at the winery soon.”

“I do hope they have a great time.”

“As do I, my dear.” 

After Their Majesties landed in San Francisco, they headed straight for Lowyn Winery. Once they were checked in, Shanelle was practically dragging her husband outside. 

“Will you come on?” she asked impatiently. 

“Slow down! The vines aren't going anywhere.”

Shanelle huffed. 

“What's the rush anyway?” he asked, “We’ll be here all weekend.”

“That,” she replied gesturing to the sunset, “you know I love walking while the sun goes down .”

Marquise chuckled softly. 

“Fine. Let's go.” 

The couple spent their first night at the winery walking barefoot amongst the vines. The couple spent the next day touring San Francisco. Including going to one of Shanelle’s favorite spots for Cioppino and walking along the banks of the Golden Gate Bridge. 

That night they had dinner under the stars on the patio. In honor of her grandparents, the couple wore the House colors of Emerald Green. 

“You look stunning, my love,” Marquise said to his wife as they danced slowly on the patio.

“Anybody ever told you that you're a kiss ass?” she asked him.

Marquise snorted. 

“Maybe once or twice. Feels nice when you say it,” he replied. 

“But thank you for the compliment, babe. Even if you always think I look stunning or beautiful or radiant or gorgeous or ravishing or a vision or whatever other verb you have in your vast vocabulary.”

“And every last word I say about you is true.”

“Like I said, kiss ass.”

“Guilty.”  

Shanelle shook her head with a smile. 

“This night has been wonderful. Thank you for this.”

Marquise kissed the knuckles of her right hand. 

“I’m just getting started, my love.” 

“So what are we doing tomorrow?” she asks. 

“How about we spend the day with the little ones?”

“Works for me.”

They spent the next day with their niece and nephews. No trip to California would be complete for Shanelle without seeing her babies. After running around the vineyard with the children, it was time for their favorite game, Cyborg.

“You okay over there?” Shanelle asked her husband. 

“Peachy!” he replied before getting jumped on. 

“Come on boys! We gotta beat Cyborg!” Logi told her brothers. 

The twins pounced on Marquise.

“Yow! I think one of the boys just kneed me in my kidneys.” Marquise said with a groan. 

Shanelle stifled her laugh. 

“Do you give up uncle?” Logi asked. 

“Never!” he replied, “as a matter of fact, gotcha!”

He trapped Logi.

“Ahhh! Boys get him!”

He got the boys too.

“Ha! Got all of you!”

The kids tried to fight out but their uncle was too strong.

“Now do you three give up?” he asked them.

“No!” they replied. 

“Very well. I shall employ my greatest tactic, the tickle monster!” 

“Run boys! Run!” Logi told her brothers. 

But it was to no avail. After several minutes of fits of giggles, everyone was out of breath. 

“Okay, you three. Time to stop beating up your uncle.”

Marquise sat up with a groan clutching his left side. 

“Oof. Definitely got kneed in my kidneys.” 

“You okay?” Shanelle asked him. 

“Yeah. I'll be alright,” he replied. 

After making it to a vertical base, he and Shanelle watched the kids as they started searching for something. 

“What are your three looking for?” Shanelle asked the kids. 

“Our gifts,” Logi replied. 

The couple looked at each other confused. 

“What gifts are they talking about?” 

“I don’t know, this is the first time I’m hearing about any gifts.”

Shanelle turned back to the children. 

“What gifts are you talking about Tinkerbell?” Shanelle asked. 

“The gifts uncle brought us. We have to find them.” Logi replied. 

Shanelle pulled her husband aside. 

“You brought them gifts?” she whispered. 

“No. Again this is the first I'm hearing of any of this,” he replied. 

Logi and the twins looked everywhere. 

“Where’d you hide our gifts uncle?” Logi asked a very confused Marquise. 

“Honey, who told you that your uncle you all gifts?” Shanelle asked. 

“Khari. She said uncle would have a big surprise for us when you came here.” Logi replied. 

The couple stared at the children before whispering to each other. 

“Your Majesty, I really hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I think your daughter just set you up,” Shanelle said to her husband. 

“I know she did.”

Marquise sighed. 

“Come here you three,” he said to them. 

“Yes, uncle?” Logi said as she and her brothers went to him. 

“Unfortunately I don't have any gifts for you because I didn't know that I was supposed to bring any gifts,” Marquise replied. 

“Awww!” the children pouted. 

“Now hold on. How about a compromise?” he asks. 

“What's that?” Brayden asked. 

“Close your eyes and hold out your hands,” Marquise replied. 

The kids closed their eyes tightly and held out their hands. 

He placed $100 each in their hands. 

“Okay. You three can open your eyes now,” he said to them. 

“Whoa! You're giving us money uncle?” Logi asked Marquise. 

“Is that better?” he replied. 

“Yeah!”

“Good.”

“Come on boys we gotta go show Mommy and Daddy.” 

“Hold it,” Shanelle said to them, “come here you three.” 

The kids went to Shanelle. 

“Look TiTi! We got $100.”

“I see that.” 

“That's a lot of money,” Logi said. 

“Toys!” Branden piped up. 

“Candy!” Brayden added. 

“That is a lot of money. And it's money that you three will be putting in your piggy banks for a rainy day. Okay?”

“Okay TiTi,” Logi replied. The boys nodded their heads yes. 

“Good. But first don't you think you owe your uncle a thank you?” 

The kids nodded their heads before tackling Marquise with a hug. 

“Thank you, uncle!” Logi said to him.

“You're welcome, Duchess.”

“TiTi can we show mommy and daddy?” Logi asked. 

“Sure. Your daddy will get a kick out of it.” Shanelle replied. 

They watched the children run to their parents to tell them. 

“He did what?” Logan asked his kids, “He gave you WHAT?!”

Logan looked at them then looked at Marquise.

“Excuse me for a moment.” 

Logan made a beeline for Marquise. 

“What are you trying to do to me?” Logan asked Marquise. 

“What do you mean?” he replied. 

“You gave them $100 each?”

“Was that not enough?”

“Thanks for upping the expectations of allowance.” Logan muttered. 

Shanelle snickered. 

“Don't be too mad at him, it's not his fault.”

“What do you mean?” Logan asked. 

“Khari set him up,” Shanelle replied. 

“How did she do that?” Logan asked. 

“It goes like this,” Marquise replied. 

Marquise told Logan what had happened.

“Sheesh. She got you good.” Logan said to Marquise while shaking his head. 

“Hook, line, and sucker.” 

“You're no better than he is Lo.” Shanelle pipes up. 

Logan stared at Shanelle incredulously. 

“Excuse me? Unlike His Highness over here, I know when to put my foot down when it comes to my daughter,” he said to her. 

“No, you don't,” Bronwyn added.

“Whose side are you on?” Logan asked his wife. 

“Please you two are a couple of saps when it comes to those girls. All they have to do is bat those pretty eyes and you two are putty in their little hands.” Shanelle said to them. 

“They'll do anything they say. Without fail.” Bron added. 

“Mmmhmm. A couple of punks.” Shanelle agreed. 

Logan and Marquise looked at each other. 

“Are we gonna stand here and take this?” Logan asked him. 

“No. This is an outrage!” Marquise replied. 

“And no less true.” the wives said to them. 

That evening the couple had dinner at their penthouse in downtown LA. They enjoyed the view from the rooftop terrace while Shanelle teased her husband. 

“I can't believe you gave the kids $100 each.”

“You know I don't carry anything less than that.”

“They would've been fine without the money.”

“I know but unfortunately for me, it's like you said, I’m a sap for those kids.”

“Khari has taught them well.”

Marquise snorted into his wine glass.

“Speaking of which, she and I will be having a long conversation about this when we get home.”

“You're not even mad at her.”

“No, I’m not but still, a little heads-up would've been nice.” 

“Fair enough. So what's on the itinerary for tomorrow?” she asked. 

“My favorite animal, horses,” he replied. 

“Works for me.” 

The next day the couple spent the day visiting the Among The Vines Horse Farm. After touring the facilities, seeing some of the horses that were sent from Cordonia to be trained, and meeting a few of the staff, the pair saddled up and rode through the pastures. 

Meanwhile, in Cordonia, their children were enjoying spending time in the library of their grandfather's estate, even learning about the secret passage behind a bookshelf. 

“What's this passage, Miss Stella?” Khari asked. 

“Well, it's said that the Alexandre family, the family who owned this estate before your Great-Grandmother, used this passage during the War of Elderod. It was where they hid when troops came looking for them.” Stella replied. 

“Like the palace?” Khari asked. 

“Yes. Did you know your palace was built on top of the old one?” Stella asked. 

“Yes. Daddy told me. There was a…revolt? I think that's what he said.” Khari replied. 

“Yes. The people became so angry with King Gideon that they overthrew the government and forced him out. Then placed his sister Queen Amarys on the throne after a very heated election.” 

“Daddy said that he…” Khari struggled to finish her sentence. 

“It's alright Your Highness. Take your time.” Stella said in encouragement. 

“Daddy said that he had people slaughtered?” 

Stella nodded. 

“He did. King Gideon Rys was one of the more infamously ruthless Kings in the history of our kingdom.”

“Like my Grandfather?” Khari asked. 

“Yes, like King Constantine. Although between you and me, I think King Gideon would have scared even your grandfather, and my cousin King Edward as well.”

Khari nodded. 

“Shall we take a tour?” Stella asked the children.

Each of the children raised their hands.  

“Very good. And cousin? Do try not to get lost. You know what happened the last time.” 

Damien rolled his eyes. 

“I wouldn't have gotten lost if it wasn't for you.” 

“Whatever you say, dear cousin,” Stella said before opening the passage door, “now let's go see where this leads everyone.”

The tour of the passage started at the library and ended at a root cellar in the main garden. Later that day, the family was having lunch when a guard pulled Damien aside. 

“Your Highness, you have a guest waiting in the foyer.” the guard informed him. 

“I do?” Damien asked. 

“Yes sir.” the guard replied. 

“I wasn't expecting anyone but alright, I’ll be there in a second.” 

The guard nodded before walking off. 

“What was that about?” Shantel asked. 

“I have a guest in the foyer,” he replied. 

“Are you expecting anyone?”

“No. But it's alright. I'll deal with the matter, you all continue with lunch. Okay?”

“Okay. Hurry back.”

Damien nodded before excusing himself. When he got to the foyer, he was greeted by two people he didn't want to see. Edward and Genevieve.

“Well, it's about time you showed up.” Edward sneered at his brother from his wheelchair. 

“Why are you here Edward?” Damien asked. 

“I heard you were here. Without my permission.” Edward replied. 

“I don't need your permission to be here!” Damien said firmly. 

“That is no way to talk to him!” Genevieve snapped at him. 

Damien took a deep breath. 

“As long as you breathe, you simpleton, you will always need my permission to be here!” 

“This is my duchy. I can come and go as I please! Now you’re interrupting my lunch, so what is it you want?” Damien asked. 

“Correction, this is our mother’s duchy!” Edward replied. 

“It was our mother's duchy. It is now mine and you know this! It was awarded to me when she died. You were awarded our father's kingdom, I was awarded our mother's duchy.”

“How dare you speak to me in that manner! I am your superior! You owe me your fealty!” 

“I owe you nothing! Because you are no longer the King! I owe my loyalty to the current Monarchs. You know? The ones you helped to handpick?” 

Edward set his jaw. 

“That's what I thought. Now if you’re finished, you both can leave and have yourselves a good day. I have a family lunch to get back to.” 

Damien turned around to make his exit.

“Don't you ever turn your back on me!” Edward growled as he stood up.

“You mean like you always turned your back on me?” Damien asked. 

“You will respect your brother, Damien,” Genevieve said to him.

“No, I won't. Because he's not worthy of my respect.” 

“Not worthy?! You absolute imbecile! Without me, you would have nothing! Your offspring would just be some random idiotic god-awful American because we both know she'll never be smart enough to be anything else in life! She can't even be a decent Queen!” 

That statement set Damien off. 

“DON’T YOU EVER SPEAK OF YOUR QUEEN IN THAT MANNER! THIS IS NO LONGER YOUR KINGDOM! IT ALL BELONGS TO MY DAUGHTER!” Damien yelled. 

Damien’s booming voice could be heard down the hall, where everyone was having lunch. 

“What was that Grammy?” Khari asked.

“I don’t know sweetie. But I'll go find out. You stay here with Margo. Understood.” Shantel replied. 

“Yes ma'am,” Khari said with a small salute. 

Shantel went to see where the noise came from, and when she got to the foyer she found out what all the noise was. 

“Damien? Are you alright?” Shantel asked. 

“I'm fine my dear. I just lost my temper for a second,” he replied. 

Shantel looked over to Edward and Genevieve and rolled her eyes. 

“I can understand why. Why are they here?” she asked. 

“To pester me. Why else would they be here?” he replied. 

“Why my husband and I are here is none of your business!” Genevieve hissed at Shantel. 

“Last time I checked, this was my husband’s duchy, and by marriage, it's my duchy, so why you're both here is my business.” 

“If you ever speak to my wife like that again, I will have your tongue you harlot!” Edward hissed. 

“Shouldn't you be dying from another stroke, Edward?” Shantel asked. 

“How dare you—” Genevieve sneered as she went to get in Shantel’s face but was stopped by Damien. 

“Get out of my way peasant!” she seethed at him. 

“Genevieve, you’re as successful of a fighter as your sister and husband are. Which is to say not at all. You will not lay a hand on her.” he replied calmly.

“We’ll see about that.” Edward sneered, “Guards! Detain that trollop!” 

The guards didn't move from their spots. 

“I said detain her!” Edward yelled at them. None of the guards responded. 

“Edward,” Damien said calmly, “these are the King’s Guards, and as the oldest active member of the Royal Family, they answer to me not you.” 

All of the commotion caught the attention of everyone in the dining room. 

“Pop Pop? Grammy? What’s going on?” Khari asked as she and her brother entered the foyer with Margo in tow. “Why are you yelling?”

“Too youd (loud) Bop Bop! Too youd!” Kylo said to him with his hands over his ears.

“I scared Bop Bop. I scared.” Zyon told him. 

“I'm sorry children. I didn't mean to scare you by raising my voice.” Damien said to them. 

“What are those?” Edward asked, pointing to Khari and her brothers.

“You mean my grandchildren? Specifically your future Queen?” Damien replied. 

“Although I imagine that you two will hopefully already be dead by the time she takes the throne.” Shantel piped up. 

Khari studied them for a second before she recognized them. 

 “I know them. They're the old King and Queen. Right Pop Pop?” Khari asked. 

“Yes, sunshine. This is my brother and his wife.” Damien replied. 

Genevieve was slightly impressed. 

“My! What a bright little child you are! Your mother must be missing you terribly. If you wish to see her again I suggest you behave.”

Khari crossed her arms in a challenge to Genevieve. 

“Lady, I don't behave for my parents. What makes you think I’d behave for you?” 

“Because if you don't I can make very bad things happen to you,” Genevieve replied, taking a menacing step towards Khari.

That's when Shantel got in between them and into Genevieve’s face. 

“Genevieve you take one more step towards my granddaughter and I will knock your head into the fucking stratosphere!” Shantel growled at her. 

“Ooh! The Duchess has a bite! I knew I liked her.” Stella quipped. 

“Enough!” Damien said as he cleared his throat. “My love, take the children into the living room to watch a movie.”

“Mobie (movie)?” Kylo asks. 

“Yes, my boy. You can even pick your favorite one.”

Shantel eyed her husband before setting her jaw. 

“Fine. And oh one more thing Genevieve, this ain't over!” Shantel hissed. 

“For the first time, you and I actually agree on something. This isn't over. And it won't be over until I make you pay for what you did to my sister.”

Shantel scoffed. 

“You expect me to pay for the sins of a whore? Fat chance!”

“Shantel!” Damien warned her. 

Shantel sized Genevieve up before taking Kylo by the hand and leading him and his siblings out of the foyer. When Genevieve saw Margo and Stella, her face soured. 

“It's a shame that Connie didn't kill you when he had the chance,” Genevieve sneered at Margo. 

Margo raised a challenging eyebrow at Genevieve.

“Stella, how is Lady Delilah doing?” Margo asked. 

“Oh, she's doing wonderful! She was here last weekend having tea with me.” Stella replied. 

“Do give her my regards the next you speak to her.”

“Of course, I will do just that.” 

Hearing that name got under Genevieve’s skin.

“Oh, Your former Majesty, you look quite distressed, is something wrong?” Margo asked Genevieve.

“Don't you two ever mention that name in my presence again!” Genevieve replied. 

���You know. ‘Tis truly a shame that Edward married you and not Lady Delilah, the woman he truly wanted.”

“‘Tis a shame indeed,” Margo added. 

“Tell me, Genevieve, what's it like to be the one someone was forced to settle for and not be the actual love of their life?” Stella asked Genevieve. 

“Ladies…” Damien calmly warned them. 

“Very well Your Highness. I shall go help Her Grace with the grandchildren.” Margo said to him before taking her leave. 

Damien straightened his shoulders before addressing his brother and sister-in-law.

“As for the two of you,” he said with a snap of his fingers, “you've wasted enough of my time. So now you can follow the guards and take your leave. And oh! One more thing, unless I have written correspondence announcing your pending arrival, you are to NEVER step foot on my duchy estate grounds ever again.” 

“Enjoy it while it lasts little brother. Because soon it'll all come crashing down. I will make sure of it! Your son-in-law won't be the first of the Rys clan to be forced off of the throne!” Edward sneered at his brother.

“It was good to see you, cousin! May the next time we meet be at your well-deserved funeral!” Stella said as Edward and Genevieve were led out by the guards. 

Damien gave her a lopsided look. 

“What? It's not my fault that your brother has always had a tree trunk stuck up his ass,” she said before walking off. Damien shook his head and went back to his family. However, something about what Edward said started to nag him. 

After spending all day at the horse farm in California, Shanelle and Marquise had dinner at a restored speakeasy in Big Bear. 

“How’d you find this place?” Shanelle asked. 

“I mean I am a Doctor who does research for a living,” he replied.

Shanelle snorted.

“Smart ass.”

He chuckled

“Believe it or not Randall Sr. told me about it. He and his wife celebrated their anniversary there. So I looked into it and thought it would be a perfect backdrop for dinner.” 

After dinner, the pair walked the quiet dark street, occasionally gazing up at the star-filled night sky. 

“It's beautiful isn't it?” she asked him. 

“Yes, you are. And the view is nice too,” he replied. 

“You're not even subtle!”

“Subtlety is a luxury that I don't have.” 

Shanelle shook her head as they continued their walk.

“I love these moments, you know.”

“What moments?” he asked. 

“The moments where it's just us. Don't get me wrong, I love being with our kids and family but sometimes I just want it to be just us,” she replied. 

“I understand that. Because we're always surrounded. Either by family or kingdom business and protocol. So when we get these quiet moments together they feel rare but so meaningful.”

“You will never see fault in anything I say or do will you?” 

“Nope. I never have and I never will.”

Marquise looked at his phone that buzzed in his pocket. 

“We should head back. Besides, it's almost time.”

“Time for what?” she asked. 

“You'll see soon enough.” 

When they got back to the winery, Marquise had Shanelle blindfolded as he led her back to their room. 

“Okay what's with all the subterfuge?” she asked. 

“All will be revealed shortly,” he replied. 

“I don’t like it when you say that.”

“You're right. You love it when I say that.”

He led her into their room then slowly closed and locked the door. 

“Are you ready?” he whispered.

“Yes. Now show me,” she replied. 

He took off her blindfold to reveal their transformed guest room. In the middle of the room were blankets, pillows, several boxes of different sizes, and a picnic basket that was surrounded by rose petals and bathed in a soft light from lit candles.

“Wow. You did all this?” Shanelle asked. 

“The staff did this at my request. That's why our dinner was so long. I wanted to make sure they had enough time to get everything set up.” he replied as he led her to the middle of the room. 

“Now let's see what's in the picnic basket,” Marquise said as he opened the basket. “We have champagne flutes, Lowyn Moscato, chocolate-covered strawberries, eclairs, and truffles from your favorite chocolate shop in Paris. Y’know since the children  all but demolished the ones I got you for Valentine's Day.” 

“So this is dessert?” she asked. 

“Yes. How’d I do?” he replied. 

“Hopelessly and romantically perfect,” she replied as she plucked a truffle from the box, “mmm! Mocha!”

“And white chocolate hazelnut,” he added before popping one in his mouth. 

Shanelle poured them each a glass of Moscato.  

“How about a toast sire?” she asked. 

Marquise chuckled before clearing his throat. 

“Here’s to you. My gorgeous, amazing, accomplished, loving, angelic, wife. To your tenacity as a wife, mother, and a Queen. To you, the dynamic woman who stole my heart and has captivated me. You walked into my life at a time when God knew I needed calm in the chaos of it. You are a beautiful storm, powerful and present. Your natural instinct to be devoted, nurturing, and loving should be studied. I love everything that you are and all that you represent. I love your brilliance and conviction. I love your passion, magnetism, and eternal fire. I love you, Shanelle Dominique Miller-Rys. I always have and I always will. Because all I am is because of you.” 

Shanelle was stumped. 

“Why do you always do that?” 

“Do what?”

“Always make your speeches hard to follow!”

“Because I've been giving speeches since I was three?”

Shanelle rolled her eyes with a smirk.

“I have no idea how to follow that. Because you've made it impossible to do so.” she paused, “We have been together for 9 years, but as of tomorrow, we've only been married for 8 of those 9 years. And every year you remind me why choosing you and continuing to choose you is the greatest thing I have ever done. You said that my natural instinct to be devoted should be studied but so should yours. You have literally kissed the ground I walk on. The way you care for me, the way you constantly and consistently love me, the way you will fiercely defend and protect me. The way you hold me when I’m scared. The way you soothe me. The way you will constantly fall all over yourself for our children. All of it is you are a man and especially as my husband. Sometimes I have to remind myself that I’m not dreaming or having a delusion of grandeur. You are my husband. My one true love. I love you, Marquise. I will never love another. Only you.”

They clinked their glasses together. After finishing their drinks, Marquise stood up and brought her to her feet. He connected his phone to the wireless speaker and played their Spotify playlist. 

“Dance with me,” he whispered. 

“Happily,” she replied. 

Teddy Swims “Lose Control” played while they danced slowly. 

“Something's got a hold on me lately. No, I don't know myself anymore. Feels like the walls are all closing in and the devil’s knocking at my door.” 

Marquise sang the hook to her. 

“I lose control when you're not next to me (when you’re not here with me) I'm falling apart right in front of you, can't you see?” 

Slowly they swayed together, suspended in time. It was as if they were in their own little world. As they danced through the many different love songs they added to their playlist, they stopped when the song changed to Cascade (Lovers Quarrel

Mix) by Stokely. 

“Now it's time for presents,” he said to her. 

Shanelle raised an eyebrow at him. He gestured for her to have a seat on the chaise lounge in their room. He knelt before her with two black boxes in his hands. He set the boxes down next to her before placing both of her calves on his shoulders. 

He gently took her right calf in his hands and began to place soft kisses all over it. When he reached her ankle, he kissed along it, he then began to focus on her right foot. After slowly slipping her heel off, he left featherlight kisses all over it. Making her shiver. He took one of the boxes and opened it, revealing a diamond anklet. He gently placed the anklet on her right ankle before turning his attention to her left calf and repeating the same process. 

He slid his hands up her dress to her thighs. Slowly massaging them in circles. He stopped long enough to grab another black box.

“What's in that box?” she asked. 

“A couple of custom jewelry pieces,” he replied. 

He opened it to reveal two diamond garter belts. After kissing the inside of her right thigh he placed the garter belt around and secured it then did the same to her left thigh. He stood up and brought her to her feet as well. 

“So is there a theme here?” she asked. 

“Yes. You are the most precious gem in the world. So it's only fitting that you be draped in diamonds. Now this dress you have on is beautiful but it's in my way.” he replied. 

He twirled her around until her back was flush with his chest. He nuzzled her neck as he slowly pulled the zipper of her dress down and let it pool at her feet. 

“The most beautiful woman in this world is you,” he whispered as he slipped off her bra and panties. 

He wanted and needed her to be naked before he continued. Feeling his hands slowly roam her body made Shanelle dizzy. Every curve was accentuated by the candlelight. He reached for another black box and it piqued her interest. 

“What's in that one?” she asked. 

Rather than answer, he opened the box and revealed an intricately designed body chain. He connected it to the garter belts on her thighs and then wrapped it around the curves of her hips. He followed the plains of her stomach and diaphragm. Wrapping the chain around both. He let the chain caress her breasts and sternum before connecting it around her neck. 

He stepped back and marveled at the sight of her draped in diamonds. But he wasn’t done. He opened one last box, inside it were a pair of diamond earrings, bracelets, as well as a layered necklace. 

When he was done, she was covered in diamonds. He held her close, kissing just below her right ear continuing down her neck. The juxtaposition of his warm kisses and the chili from platinum setting the diamonds were in on her skin, sent chills down her spine. 

With the pads of the fingers on his right hand, he traced the body chain down her stomach. 

“Absolutely exquisite.” He whispered in her ear.

“Are you gonna spend all night complimenting me or is this going somewhere?” She asked. 

“You need to learn patience, my beautiful one.” He replied with a boop to her nose. 

“I don’t wanna.” She pouted. 

“When have I ever not given you what you want?” He asks. 

“Fair.” She replied. 

He kissed the knuckles of her right hand  softly before continuing to the inside her wrist. Kissing just above where the bracelet was resting. He continued to kiss up her arm, leaving goosebumps in his wake. When he reached her neck, he placed a suckling bite at the base. She felt him tangle his left hand in her hair and pull her head back slightly. To give him an unobstructed path to her ear. She braced herself by holding onto his arms. 

“Damn…” she breathed out. 

“There's more where that came from but first.” 

“You need to be out of that suit. Abhi will have a stroke if I ruin it by ripping it off of you.” she said as she slipped his jacket off. 

“Don't let me stop you,” he said as she continued to strip his clothes off of him. 

When she had his shirt off she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. She finished taking off his clothes before leading him to lie down with her on the blanket below. 

He hooked his left hand behind her neck and brought her mouth to his. At that moment, the world didn’t matter to either of them. All that mattered was the two of them and the love they shared. The kiss was intense, raw, passionate, and powerful. 

He broke the kiss so he could slowly kiss along her jaw and down her neck. Knowing how sensitive the spot between her ear and her neck was to her, he grazed it with his teeth, making her shiver. He continued down her neck to her collarbone. Switching between gentle kisses and grazing the skin with his teeth. 

The sensation felt like heaven and torture at the same time. She loved how he would be gentle and yet forceful with her. 

She moaned softly as he pleased her breasts. Her back arched as he switched between dragging his tongue across her nipples and nipping and sucking on them. 

With his mouth solely focused on her breasts, he slipped his right hand between her legs. She gasped when she felt his fingers rub against her slick folds, running them from her throbbing clit to her warm entrance. She gasped softly as he dipped his fingers inside her and slowly began working them in and out of her. 

“Shit!” She moaned. He was driving her crazy. His mouth and left hand were focused on her breasts and his right hand was pleasing her very wet center. Her breathing was erratic and her hands were white knuckling the blankets underneath her. 

Her moans, gasps, and whimpers were music to his ears. He wanted her to completely come undone, so he upped the speed of his fingers. Working them in and out of her while pulling on the body chain. 

“Yes! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!” She begged. 

He was enjoying being able to make her squirm but he wanted more. He wanted to taste her in the worst way possible. So he went from pleasing her breasts to sliding between her legs. 

“I am about to thoroughly enjoy this!” He whispered before wrapping his arms around her legs and diving face-first into her now hot center. 

She nearly jumped out of her skin when he made contact with her sensitive skin. His mouth felt amazing against her. He sent heat blazing and electricity surging throughout her whole body. 

This man, this gorgeous man was doing exactly what he wanted to her and she didn’t even care. She just wanted him to eat her out with every ounce of reckless abandon that he had in him. Her hips involuntarily rolled, her toes curled and her legs started to spasm as he continued feasting on her. She loved every minute of it and so was he. He was causing her internal heat to burn hotter and her orgasm to continue to rise higher and higher. 

“Yes! Don’t stop! Do! Not! Stop!” She begged. 

She was steadily unraveling. Falling further and further into her orgasm. He caused her orgasm to flood and take her with it when his tongue surged inside her.

“FUCK!” She gasped out loud as she gave into the pleasure. Her body shook as her orgasm consumed her. He let her go even though he wasn’t quite finished with her. 

“Well, that was fun and just know I’m not done with you, my Queen.” He told her. 

“Do you have to be so damn good?!” She asked as she tried to catch her breath. 

“Yes, I do. I have to make sure that you are always satisfied.” He replied. 

She shook her head and said, “Get up here!”

“As you wish.”

He slid back up to her waiting lips. When they kissed he felt as alive as she did. Their connection has always been strong, but he wanted to solidify that connection between them. Holding her in his arms was a high and when he looked in her eyes, his heart skipped a beat. 

“Je t'adore mon amour.” He whispered. 

“I adore you too, my King”

He smiled at her before kissing her again. They were madly in love with each other. He rolled onto his back and had her straddling his lap. To him, there was nothing and no one in the world more beautiful than her. Especially when she was naked in front of him. He trailed a finger down the middle of her chest, causing her to shiver and goosebumps to rise on her skin. 

“Tu es magnifique mon amour.”

“You’d better fucking believe it.”

“Taking control are we? I love it when a woman takes control.”

“No, you love it when I take control.” She whispered in his ear. 

“Yes, I do. I am yours, my love. Do as you wish with me.”

She grinned at him before capturing his lips in hers. She guided his hands to her ass and left them there. He took that cue from her and began to massage her ass. The feeling of his hands kneading, caressing, squeezing, and palming her ass made her dizzy. 

“You know I always love to make you feel good.”

“I want you to do something for me.”

“Name it, my queen.”

“I want you to fuck me!” She whispered in his ear. 

He flipped her onto her stomach and then whispered in her ear, “All I want you to do is arch your back and let me do the rest.”

She did as he told her to do. With his left hand on the small of her back, he lined himself up with her wet entrance with his right. Biting his bottom lip he entered her. She gasped softly and he groaned in pleasure. She felt like heaven to him. He started slow allowing her to get used to him being inside her. 

“You feel so fucking good!” He moaned in her ear. 

She loved this side of him. She loved his dominance as much as she loved his strength and his wisdom. He was gentle most of the time, but it’s when he wasn’t that she loved the most. 

Once he knew that she had gotten used to him, it was time to get down to business. He started to increase the speed and force of his thrusts and it was on from there. Soon, he was giving her exactly what she wanted, by fucking her into the sweetest oblivion.

He felt her muscles tighten around every time he surged inside her. When he began to use his hips to piston in and out of her, she nearly lost it. 

“Yesssssssssss! Don’t! Stop! Just…just like…that!” She strained out. 

“God you feel so fucking good! You’re so wet! That’s it, baby! Take it! Take me! Take it all!” He growled in her ear. 

She didn’t want him to stop. Not when she was dangerously close to her climax. But that’s exactly what he did. He stopped. She cried out in agony and desperation but it didn’t make him move. He just held her in place, not moving. It sent her into a downward spiral. 

“You are mine, Shanelle.” He growled in her ear as his finger circled her clit. 

The heat inside her coiled tightly. She wanted him to finish her. But instead, he took his time. She wanted to scream because he was taking his time. He was taunting her. She was becoming weak from it. But she knew that he was the only one who could finish this and her. Yet, he stopped moving altogether. He left only the tip of his dick was inside of her. She cried out in frustration. She didn’t want him to stop and that’s exactly what he did. 

“Is this what you want?” He asked as he teased her by moving his hips, sinking deeper into her. 

“Yes! I want that!” She shouted, desperate for him to finish her. 

“I’m not so convinced, my queen. I don’t think you want it. So tell me how bad you want it.”

He was feeling playful but she wasn’t in the mood to play. 

“Marquise! Please don’t do this! I’m so close!”

“Then say it, Shanelle. Tell me that you want it.”

She didn’t have time for this. She was right there. Right at her cusp and ready to go over it. But he would not move. He wanted to hear her beg for it. 

“Say it, my queen! Say that you want it!” 

At that point, he could’ve asked her to twerk on Pope Francis. As long as he gave her the release she was craving. To illustrate his point, he gave her a taste of what she wanted so desperately. He fucked her good and hard, bringing her closer and closer to falling over her edge before stopping completely. She bit down on the pillow underneath her in both desperation and protest. But eventually after him not doing what she wanted she gave in. 

That’s when he knew he truly had her. 

Marquise wanted her submission and now that he had it, he could give her what she wanted.

“Say it, Shanelle!” He growled in her ear. 

“I want it! I want you! Fuck me! Please! Make me cum!” She cried out.

“That’s my girl!”

Marquise finally gave Shanelle what she wanted by resuming his pounding of her, and she was going crazy. Not only was he giving her the best fuck she’d ever had in her life, but he was continuously hitting her G-spot with precision. She wasn’t going to last much longer.

“There! Right there! God! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”

“Yeah! That’s it! Keep saying that you want it!”

The sound of their bodies coming together gave way to the richest form of pleasure that either one of them had ever had. Her moans started to get louder once he started rotating his hips with each thrust. 

“Do it again! Do it again! Yes! Yes! Yes!” She moaned. 

She was getting dangerously closer and closer to her edge again but couldn’t seem to go over it. 

“That’s it, my love! Cum for me! Let it all out! Cum just for me!” He growled in her ear.

Those words were all she wrote. 

“Oh God…I…I…Yes! I’m about to—“ was all she could say before her body and especially her orgasm took over. Stars burst in her eyes and she gave in to the orgasm.

That was it. That’s what did it for him. He plunged deep inside her and buried his face into her neck and growled into his release. 

He shivered while holding her in place as both started to come down from the high. All they could hear was their combined ragged breathing. They were both sweaty, exhausted, and completely satisfied.

He collapsed beside her, grabbed a blanket and covered them both then wrapped his arms around her. 

“I…love…you…” he said as he showered her in rose petals and small kisses on the back of her right shoulder. 

“I have something for you, my queen.” 

“There’s more?” She asks. 

“There’s always more, my love.” He replied. 

He reached behind him and pulled out a small black box.

“What’s this?” She asks. 

“Open it and find out.” He replied. She gave him a side-eye. 

“I don’t know about all this.” She told him. 

“Just open the damn box!” He said to her. 

She took the smaller box, opened it, and nearly dropped it. 

“Oh my God! You didn’t!” She exclaimed. 

“What did I do?” He asked in a not-so-innocent voice. 

Inside the box was a huge Canary Diamond Wedding Ring. She couldn’t believe it. She was just staring at it. 

“You bought me this?” She asks. 

“Yes. Here, let me put it on.” He replied. 

He took the ring out of the box and gently placed it on her ring finger. She was speechless as she looked at it. 

“Why did you?…where did you?…when did you?…how did you?” She struggled to ask. 

“Let me explain. You know that I always get you a new wedding ring every year. This year is no different. I made an appointment with our favorite jewelry shop, and told Silvio to craft the most perfect anniversary ring.” He explained. 

“I don’t know what to say to you. I can’t believe you…I mean you didn’t…” she struggled to say. 

“My love, there is nothing I won't do for you. Always know that.”

She smiled at him as tears started to fall down her face. 

“I love you so much, Marquise. Happy Anniversary.”

“I love you too Shanelle. Happy Anniversary mon amour.”

“Here's to another year of us.”

He kissed her slowly. 

“We are Forever and More.” 

When they got back to the palace the next day, His Majesty had a bone to pick with his daughter. 

Khari looked at her dad who had a serious look on his face. 

“Uh oh!” she said before she tried to run but he caught her by her collar and hoisted her up.

“Yipe!”

“Not so fast!”

Khari looked at him. 

“What did you tell your cousins?” he asks her. 

“Umm that I love them very much?” she replies. 

“About me bringing them a gift when we went to California.”

“Huh? Oh yeah! I told them that you'd be bringing them a big surprise.”

Marquise blinked at her as her mother died laughing. 

“Okay. Well, why didn't you tell me?” he asks. 

“Would that have helped?” Khari replied.

He let go of her collar and she dropped to the floor. 

“Whoa!” 

That night while having a quiet drink to himself, Damien knocked on Marquise’s office door. 

“Am I interrupting?” Damien asks. 

“Not at all. Come in, have a seat.” Marquise replied. 

“Thank you, son.”

“How was your trip to Duchy Toussaint? Did the children behave themselves?” Marquise asked as he poured his father-in-law a drink. 

“Yes, they did. We had an amazing time. Except for one thing.” Damien replied as he accepted the drink. 

“What's that?” Marquise asked. 

Damien thumbed his glass before downing his drink. 

“Edward and Genevieve showed up.”

“While my children were there?” Marquise asked. 

“Yes. I had no idea they would show up.” Damien replied. 

“I believe you. So what happened?” 

“We were having lunch when the guards informed me that I had a guest waiting in the foyer, and when I got there…”

“There they stood?” 

“Yes.” 

Marquise nodded. 

“We got into an argument and I raised my voice a little too loudly and it caught the children's attention.”

Marquise poured him and Damien another drink. 

“I see.”

“I assure you, Your Majesty, I did everything I could to shield the children.”

“I’m not mad at you Damien. I've always known that eventually he and his wife would meet them. I just wish I was here when it happened.”

“I understand that. But that's not all.”

“What else happened?” Marquise asked. 

“Edward made an offhand comment about you and your ancestor King Gideon. So I did some digging and found out something big.” Damien replied. 

“What did you find out?” 

“I think…I think…he and Genevieve are trying to stage a coup against you and my daughter. From what I found out they've been quietly amassing support from several noble houses across the kingdom and especially from the Heads Of State of Comery Isle. I think they want to force you and Shanelle out and then install Lord and Lady Gallagher.”

Marquise nodded before downing his drink. 

“Interesting.”

“You don't sound surprised son.” 

“Because I’m not. I've known for years your brother and his wife never got over losing their kingdom. And when Edwin was forced to resign from his position, that took away their only other access to power. So this is nothing more than them trying to undermine me and pull a power grab.”

“So what will you do?” Damien asks. 

“Although this rumored coup won't get very far, I will sit back and watch. I want to see how this will all play out. Especially when they start to lose the support they've garnered so far.”Marquise replied. 

“What do you mean son?”

“You have to remember Damien, I know where bodies are buried. Literally. I also know which family closet has the most skeletons in it.“

“Very well Your Majesty,” Damien said before standing up with a stretch, “I’m going to head to bed now. Thank you for the drink.”

“My pleasure. I'll see you in the morning Damien.”

Damien nodded before taking his leave. Marquise downed his drink before walking over to his desk and pressing a panel on the bookcase. 

A voice answered. 

“My King.” 

“Start digging up bodies and turning over stones. Report back with everything you find. Spare no detail.”

“By your command my Liege.” 

The voice disappeared. 

“So the peasants want to challenge me? Very well, let them come.” Marquise said to himself, “Besides, it's been a while since something exciting happened in this kingdom.” 

[darth-sonny]

do you have any lore or more information on venus from your weary and wild au?

OH BOY DO I!!!!!!

i have a lot. but i'll tell you about two specific bits that are really important to her arc

HER MUTATION

i wasn't kidding when i said that Venus was the first mutated. i think Yoshi was in Draxum's clutches for longer than what was seen in goyles, goyles, goyles, probably a day or two. in that time, Draxum took some of Yoshi's blood samples and mixed it with his mutagen, which was still in development and not perfected at all. still very unstable

Venus was the turtle baby he chose to mutate first to see what kind of kinks and bugs he needed to work out. tl;dr., she was basically the test subject for the test subjects. if her mutation went well? then great! more soldiers for Draxum's army. if it didn't go so well and something bad happened? oh well, at least Draxum will know what to work on

(this, naturally, gave her some personal issues when she grew up. Draxum unfortunately never hid that tidbit from her)

so, by the time Draxum decided to mutate the boys, Venus was already mutated and toddling around somewhere

as stated before, the mutagen used to mutate her was in beta stage and unstable, which meant Venus wasn't fully humanoid as the boys ended up being. since she's a leatherback sea turtle, she was an aquatic mutant, and thus Draxum had to keep her in a tank full of water for the first few months. after he mutated her again with his perfected ooze, she ended up having the humanoid soldier form her brothers have

as a result of being mutated twice, Venus is much more bloodthristy and sadistic than her brothers. however, unlike her brothers, she has better control of those urges and can choose whether or not she falls into them. a direct result of her upbringing. she could kick Raph, Donnie, and Mikey's asses if she wanted to, but when it comes to Four, he will beat her in a fight

to put it simply; girlie has a beast mode

HER RELATIONSHIP WITH THE HAMATOS & DRAXUM

hoo boy. this is gonna be a mess, so strap in

while, yes, Draxum is redeemed and becoming a better person, the guy did start out as a villain whose main goal was to wipe out humanity. he raised Venus as a soldier, running her ragged with training meant for five instead of one. she was well aware that there were meant to be more of her, but she's the only one Draxum has now

Venus... does not like the Hamatos. her reasons aren't because of the family in particular, but because she's projecting her (rather justified) hatred of Draxum onto them

Draxum was. just the absolute worst for Venus during those times. he's changed now, but back then, the goat-man was – for a lack of a better term – abusive. he wasn't satisfied with her and used to take out his anger at having lost four of his soldiers out on her

and then, of course, came the day when he sold her to Big Mama. or, as the spider puts it, "gifted" Venus to her

whatever sort of hope that Venus had that maybe Draxum could one day turn around and start treating her better got destroyed on that day

she hates Draxum. plain and simple

however, she can't hate Four. he's her little brother, her baby brother. she doesn't like the others, but she 1000% likes Four

when she found out that Draxum suddenly became a good guy because of he had nothing else going on and because of the Hamatos, she... well. she immediately began hating that family, too. doesn't matter that they're her family by blood. she hates them

(her ninpō, as a result, is basically buried under D E E P rubble. not that she knows about it anyhow)

she'll call the other three her brothers (because that's what they are), but she doesn't consider them to be her brothers. they're as brothers to her the same way a stranger on fifth avenue is her friend. Four is the only one she actually considers family

it's the same to Splinter. she knows he's her biological father, the donor that made her mutation possible, but she doesn't really think of him as a father. a fatherly man, yes, but as her actual father? no, not really

and she'd rather die than call Draxum her father

all in all, my girl has a lot of personal issues to work out, and i am excited to get to them

(she does consider Big Mama to be her mother, but the girl's way too emotionally constipated to let that title spring out)

[not-a-space-alien]

Savage Sunset Choose Your Own Adventure 3

Previous

I thought it would be fun to establish some character details about the protagonist of the Choose-Your-Own adventure, so here is the very basics of "your" hunting partner.

Story masterpost

All entries in the CYOA

Vampire hunters have to work in pairs. Vampires' main weapon is persuasion, their ability to hypnotize humans. It is significantly harder to use persuasion on more than one person at a time. Working in pairs doesn't guarantee success, but working alone is a death sentence.

You've mingled a bit and learned some basic details about potential partners. Now you have to decide who to request to be paired with. You have three options.

Felix

Felix is a second-generation American, born to Mexican immigrants. He wants to do the right thing, but confessed that he's a little nervous to be fighting vampires. Nevertheless, he's seen firsthand how vampires prey on vulnerable people, especially impoverished communities that have no way to help themselves, so he wants to do whatever he can to save as many people as possible.

Abbey

Abbey grew up in the south. She decided to become a vampire hunter after a vampire took her father right in front of her, telling her that she was too small and didn't have enough blood to be a decent meal. She's sporty and confident in herself, though she acknowledges the job is dangerous and has no intention of dying in the line of duty. She's going to take those vampires down a peg and show them what humans are capable of, and that they can't just do whatever they want with no regard for human life.

Brian

Brian has been training for this for years. He's always known this was what he wanted to do, seeing what kind of terror vampires force humanity to live in. His resolve only got stronger when his girlfriend was taken by vampires, and he confessed that he has a deep-seated hatred of vampires, frustrated by their overwhelming power and careless malice.

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@whumpycries

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@zillastar13

[sizzlingsheepcheesecake]

4) i LOVEEE how you (and electron road suspect) are the fandoms main proponents of the best joker out ship, poly!jo. in any capacity, i love the complexity of love between multiple people, but i understand how arduous a task this can be, characterizing dynamics perfectly and the like. you succeed every time, and i love love love it.

9) i look forward to every one of your uploads, BUT honestly, i am soooo excited about the new bojan/jan/martin fic youve started. ive always been such a martin girlie, and i find the relationship he has with bojan to be really special. im simple, and i usually prefer fics that are smutty and explicit, but with them i almost prefer more romantic/fluff content if anything. im really surprised people dont write about them more in that regard, tbh. im really excited to see where you take this one!

12) ngl ive reread all your fics at least three times, there's something to like in all of them and i am an addict. the one ive tended towards revisiting the most though is "the edge of us," more specifically chapter two. WHEN I TELL YOU, some of the hottest shit ive read in this fandom. period. kris's revenge and bojan's desperation, dear lord i am truly a sinner the way i replay their mirror sex in my head during class on particularly boring days. i think smut can be really difficult to write, and im very picky about my preferences and the way a lot of authors choose to portray that. you, however, have definitely got it down and i love you for it.

Ahhh thank you so much this made my day! 🥰🥺

4) The best ship you've written for

I also love @electron-road-suspect work! It's funny because I actually didn't really set out to write poly!jo specifically, it just sort of naturally evolved in Distortion. I'm really enjoying it now and it's become a key part of the story in a bigger way than I anticipated. It's also been lovely to get people's feedback because it's a nuanced and complex thing to navigate and I didn't want it to feel like I just forced it, so I was a bit nervous about it! So thank you!! ❤️

9) A fic i'm excited for you updating/posting

I also think Bomartin is such a gorgeous ship, and I absolutely feel you because I also see them in a softer more romantic way, or even as a deep platonic/brotherly thing (I say as I write them fucking haha) the way they act together with such incredibly casual and affectionate intimacy is just 🥰🥺😍 honestly the Bomartin/Bo(Jan) thing is very very loose in the sense that I just kinda started writing cuz I felt like doing something with it, but it doesn't feel very well planned or cohesive and I don't really know where its going. But I think I might have a second chapter ready soon enough!

12) A fic of yours that i've re-read

Omg this is such a compliment that you've reread my stuff so much, wow!! I'm honoured that you have and that it's stuck with you! Haha I put off that scene for so long cuz I wasn't feeling very inspired or enthusiastic about it but I liked writing it in the end, even if I think I rushed it a little. So I'm super glad you like it so much!! And it's always so nice to hear people say my smut is hot hehe 👀

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

Hi hi !!! I wanted to share a slasher au idea here because it didn't feel right posting on main

Slasher!Blackmore who spends his days pining for you while he chops meat in the family butcher shop. He's a little on the scrawny side, but he's got the finest cuts in town (cuts he sells to you at a discount price <3) He's got pretty hair and his tank is far too big on him (who's is it anyway? Surely a bigger brother's hand-me-down)

He's a little shy and doesn't speak up much around most people, but when he puts that mask on, he's like a whole different person, mercilessly slashing down anyone he deems unworthy to exist, most importantly the people he finds hitting on you, right in front of him in the store! And they say chivalry is dead.

Ohhh oh boy.

More headcannons for my favorite boy coming right up perhaps even a sketch later. Gonna set it in the 80's just to eliminate all the issues that phones can resolve lol.

Slasher Blackmore headcannons

Tw: gore

Blackmore had to take up the mantle of the family business after his older brother disappeared and is now the only one able to make money now. His mother has osteoporosis, meaning him and his brother had to learn how to take care of themselves from a young age.

He's a huge mother's boy, he makes her tea every morning and helps around the house whenever he can. He also scolds her lightly whenever he finds out she tried to anything even remotely laborious, afraid she'll hurt herself and it definitely translated to others he cares about.

The family business has been around for generations, started as a collaborative effort between his family and a local farm, the gave their older livestock to his family who would then sell the meat.

It was a bit tough starting but he's gotten used to it.

That's when he met you, you had just moved into town and were still trying to get used to the layout. You had wondered into the shop with a confused expression.

Usually he would only speak when someone initiated a conversation however he could tell you were clearly distressed.

"Hi... Is everything alright?" He asked. Mustering all the courage he could.

"I need some help, I just moved here and I'm still trying to navigate this town" you explained as you grabbed out a map from your bag and unfolded it out on the table.

"Could you tell me where the grocers are? I assumed they would be in the main strip here but it's not" you explained.

"Sure" he said before grabbing a pen and circling one of the nearby streets.

"There's a new supermarket there, we used to have a local grocer nearby but they shut down recently" he explained.

"Thank you so much" you thanked him, causing him to blush before looking at the display.

"Could I get around a pound of that gravy beef?" You asked. He flinched a little, surprised that you would choose to by from him rather then just by it from the supermarket you were already going to.

"Sure thing" he said as he rushed to grab a bag and gathered some of the meat and placed it on the scale. It displayed the cost as $12.67.

Yo grabbed out your wallet and looked through to find some coins. You muttered something about it.

"Twelve dollars will be fine" he told you.

"Are you sure?" you asked.

"Yes" he replied.

After that you became a regular, each time you'd talk and he'd give you a discount and slowly he developed a romantic intreast in you but struggled to find the courage or time to follow through.

One time you complained about a dull knife set you'd brought and he offered to sharpen them for you.

However it wasn't long before you heard stories of a local serial killer.

You asked him about it and he replied bluntly, telling you they had been around for the past three years and that as long as you were home before dark and had the doors locked you should be safe.

Little did you know that you were face to face with said serial killer

All his previous victims had been people who done some wrong against him or his mother. Like that local con man who'd tried to con his mother out of money claiming he had information about his brothers disappearance. His mother hadn't fallen for it but he saw what that man did as so deplorable that he stalked the man and murdered him in the dead of night.

At first he'd freaked out after what he'd done and what might happen but he reassure himself what he'd done was right.

Besides who would suspect him, the shy butcher who took care of his poor mother.

After a while he managed to perfectly disassociate himself from those acts.

Occasionally you would confide in him about what you had to put up with. Creepy work colleagues, random wolf whistles, annoying managers, etc.

It's a pretty small town so you'd describe a person or say a name and he'd know who it was.

Occasionally over the span of a couple of months from eachother those individuals are found dead.

It freaked you out but it was a very communal town so everyone chalked it up to the murderer being from out of town and no real vendetta on anyone.

Then one day you mentioned that you're dating one of local school teachers.

Surprisingly he keeps his cool. But once you leave he closes shop and makes his way home and goes to the shed in the back and sharpens his clever. After he finishes he gives it a swing. All that sharpening has removed it's weight which will mean he'll have to put more power into his swings.

Perhaps he'll buy a new clever after tonight.

He enters his room through the window and grabs his black winter coat as well as the hockey mask from his room and leaves when it gets dark.

Unfortunately he didn't know you were going over to this man's house for dinner.

You arrive around 9, a bit late for dinner but he had a lot of tests to grade so it made sense.

You knock a few times and get no response. You check the door and it's unlocked. So you let yourself in, he might still be busy you thought as you made your way to the kitchen to see items damaged and scattered all over the place.

Your heart pounded as you made your way over to the open oven to turn it off and you see a horrible site on the other end of the island counter.

There he was on the floor face down in a pool of blood, his hand had been cut off and thrown into the sink, the heavy ceramic dish that a potato gratin was in had been dropped on his head. Luckily the food obscured whatever his head looked like underneath.

You let out a scream but a gloved hand quickly covers your mouth while another wraps around your waist.

You trash in their grip and despite their strength you managed to free yourself and see who it was.

A man in a long, black winter coat and a hockey mask.

"Stay the hell away from me!" You screamed before you attempted to run away for them but the catch you easily.

Your trapped underneath them, struggling as they try to pin you down.

"Let me go!" You screamed as you flailed your hands at him. One hit of the mask breaks the old elastic that holds the side and caused it to fall. Dark blue eyes hazed by a craized expression. Strands of light blonde hair in their face. You knew who this was beyond a doubt but you couldn't believe it.

"Blackmore?!" You exclaimed in shock as your eyes widen. His eyes softened.

"(Y/n)... you weren't supposed to be here" he said in his usual tone.

"Why?! Why did you do this?!" You shouted and he covered your mouth again.

"Because I love you, I killed them all for you" he explained. You physically recoiled at his confession, he must have been the serial killer all along. You had been confiding your feelings to a serial killer this whole time.

"I wanted you to be happy... that why I killed all those men who kept harassing you... but when I found out about him I had to end it, the idea of you with someone else kills me" he confessed.

"I had to get rid of him for us" he told you as he began to tear up.

"I promise you I won't hurt you, just please... please love me back" he sobbed.

[wildskissed]

I think this is just a good time (as I'm seeing a lot of other people address it), that I also address some of my rules that I don't think everyone has read. I feel like it's especially a good idea given the amount of canons that I interact with, and just in general because I don't want anyone to be uncomfortable with anything. I want this to be everyone's safe space so...

I DO interact with some people that write triggering topics that I don't myself engage in.

I don't really believe that writing controversial topics automatically makes you a bad person, and I don't believe in what the purity police culture has become. I am very firm that I don't write r*pe or inc*st, but I do engage with mutuals that do that with other people within their other fandoms. It's not my job to tell people what to do, and since my boundaries have been respected, I choose to live and let live. However, I know that some topics can be extremely sensitive to people, so if that bothers you, it's very important that you curate your space for you so that YOU feel safe. If that means needing to block me so you don't see particular urls of people you don't want to interact with, then you should. I won't be upset about it. You matter the absolute most, and I need you to understand that.

I DON'T do exclusivity in any form.

My in real life romantic partner also RPs on here with me, and we RP together in just about every fandom we are part of. We decided years ago, that exclusively only shipping with each other was silly (it's just our personal preference to not), so we don't do it. Even when we're on canon blogs (this is not my only blog, just my main at the moment), we ship with other characters that aren't each other's characters because we're here to write. No one writes a character exactly the same. Another Catwoman they ship with, isn't the same as my Selina Kyle. Another Yennefer they ship with isn't the same as my version of Yennefer. I think because of that, I got used to just...letting chemistry between characters and other writing partners dictate the ships that I write. It's why I have always practiced "mains" instead, and given those people admittedly a little more attention than everyone else. My partner's characters would of course, get PRIORITY, but that didn't--and doesn't--at all mean I wouldn't/won't write with other people. Maybe RPing since 2006 has made me set in my ways or something, but that's just what is comfortable for me.

That's not for everyone though, so it's important that we all communicate. I'm okay shipping with multiple versions of the same character because I have always been okay with it in the past (again I practice mains, and I do this on my other accounts even as a canon), but I know that this idea of "collecting" characters has become big in the RPC now. That in shipping/writing with a bunch of the same character, that is immediately some faux paus now. I don't want you to feel that you are being disrespected, so I do try to make sure I'm acquainted with everyone's rules when we're writing together, but sometimes I miss stuff. I'm only human. I also go out of my way to make every starting interaction PLATONIC, unless it has been discussed beforehand, out of respect for not just auto shipping with every canon of a character I like--I wouldn't do that anyway, but I know the problem that I run into sometimes is that I'm also cool with things just being thrown out into the ether and us trying things out between our characters to see if they'd just mesh well. I'm in that way, very ship positive, and sometimes, that does end up with me shipping with two or three of the same canon and just prioritizing my mains, while still writing with everyone. I'm here to write, and to have fun, not to get stressed out--this is my HOBBY. I am too old to take this so seriously that it ruins my day. I work six days a week, so when I'm here, I'm here to create beautiful things with you guys, I'm not here for Junior High level drama.

Again, though, your comfort is always the most important to me. I'm honestly not just saying that. I think that boundaries are incredibly important, and I think that communication is KEY to this even though it's a hobby. We're all trying to enjoy this together, so if this bothers you, platonic interactions are still so important to me, and they can be some of the BEST threads, and the BEST relationships that our muses can have. Unrequited relationships and the like are also fun to explore, so it's not like we can't figure something out if my pointing these out from my rules has made you want to curate your space accordingly, and yet you still want to write. If we need to change our characters' dynamics, I am open to that, and if you need to cut ties completely for your own comfort, I'm open to that too, even though I really do appreciate all of you, and don't want to lose any of you.

For now, that's all I have to say, as this is already too long, so if anyone wants to talk about it privately, just let me know.