#baby jane firefly

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[floralcrematorium]

2010s Nostalgia || Hetalia Edition

Hetalia Youtube Nostalgia Playlist | 117 songs | 7hr 5min

• Hey Na Na - Katie Herzig • Viva La Vida - Coldplay • Rasputin - Boney M. • Glad You Came - The Wanted • Hot Mess - Cobra Starship • Counting Stars - OneRepublic • Fireflies - Owl City • Bombshell Blonde - The Jagged Edges • Do Better - Say Anything • Welcome To The Show - Britt Nicole • Dance With The Devil - Breaking Benjamin • Survive - Sick Puppies • Life is Beautiful - Sixx:A.M. • Fairytale - Alexander Rybak • Everybody Loves Me - One Republic • Don't Mess With Me - temposhark • Mimimi - SEREBRO • I Like It Loud - Cash Cash • I Just Wanna Run - The Downtown Fiction • I'm ALIVE! - Becca • Lovestruck - Breathe Electric • I Like To Dance - Hot Chelle Rae • Haven't Had Enough - Marianas Trench • Kiss Me Thru The Phone - Soulja Boy, Sammie • Hard out Here - Lily Allen • Runaway Baby - Bruno Mars • I Don't Care - Fall Out Boy • Airplanes - B.o.B., Hayley Williams • Rock Star - Prima J • This Is War - Thirty Seconds To Mars • Hey Brother - Avicii • Cinderella - Tata Young • Centuries - Fall Out Boy • Déjà Vu - 3OH!3 • Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy Me - Lene Alexandra • Miss Jackson - Panic! At The Disco, LOLO • The Ballad of Mona Lisa - Panic! At The Disco • Europe's Skies - Alexander Rybak • Bad Apple!! - RichaadEB, Cristina Vee • Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off - Panic! At The Disco • Let's Kill Tonight - Panic! At The Disco • Hurricane - Panic! At The Disco • Casual Affair - Panic! At The Disco • Never Close Our Eyes - Adam Lambert • Playing With Fire - Ovi, Paula Seling • Angel With A Shotgun - The Cab • Nicotine - Panic! At The Disco • Killer - The Ready Set • How to Be a Heartbreaker - MARINA • This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race - Fall Out Boy • Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) - My Chemical Romance • Troublemaker - Olly Murs, Flo Rida • Good Girls Go Bad - Cobra Starship, Leighton Meester • I Can't Decide - Scissor Sisters • One Woman Army - Porcelain Black • How To Start A War - Simon Curtis • Maps - Maroon 5 • Do Better - Say Anything • STARSTRUKK - 3OH!3 • Remember Everything - Five Finger Death Punch • The Diary of Jane - Breaking Benjamin • Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes • When You're Evil - Aurelio Voltaire • Canadian, Please - Julia Bentley, Gunnarolla • Sarah Smiles - Panic! At The Disco • Take Me to Church - Hozier • Viking Death March - Billy Talent • Headstrong - Trapt • Semi-Charmed Life - Third Eye Blind • Don't Believe A Word - Third Eye Blind • Warriors - Imagine Dragons • iNSaNiTY - CircusP • Paralyzer - Finger Eleven • I'm Awesome - Spose • 24 - Jem • Clarity - Zedd, Foxes • Hall of Fame - The Script, will.i.am • The Is Gospel - Panic! At The Disco • Immortals - Fall Out Boy • Rather Be - Clean Bandit, Jess Glynne • Wake Me Up - Avicii • a thousand years - Christina Perri • Just Like Fire - P!nk • Safe & Sound - Taylor Swift, The Civil Wars • Safe And Sound - Capital Cities • Everybody Wants To Rule The World - Lorde • Demons - Imagine Dragons • DNA - Little Mix • Remember The Name - Fort Minor, Styles of Beyond • Victorious - Panic! At The Disco • 右肩の蝶 (Butterfly On Your Right Shoulder) - Kagamine Rin/Len • We Are One (Ole Ole) - Pitbull, Jennifer Lopez, Claudia Leitte • Hero - Skillet • Maraca - Mohombi • The Phoenix - Fall Out Boy • DONTTRUSTME - 3OH!3 • Teenage Dream - Katy Perry • SING - My Chemical Romance • Good Time - Owl City, Carly Rae Jepsen • White Rabbit - Egypt Central • Not Gonna Die - Skillet • The Kill - Thirty Seconds To Mars • We No Speak Americano - Yolanda Be Cool, DCup • Nobody's Listening - Linkin Park • Disco Pogo - Die Atzen • German Sparkle Party - The Something Experience • Dirty Little Secret - The All-American Rejects • I Could Be The One - Avicii, Nicky Romero • Can't Hold Us - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis • Still Into You - Paramore • Primadonna - MARINA • Pompeii - Bastille • 恋愛サーキュレーション (Renai Circulation) - 物語シリーズ • Awake And Alive - Skillet • Monster - Skillet • Poker Face - Lady Gaga • Falling Inside The Black - Skillet

[sisterpaxton]

List of names Rob Zombie used or referenced in House of 1000 Corpses/The Devil's Rejects + where they're from:

The last name "Firefly" is from Duck Soup, 1933

Captain Spaulding -> Captain Spaulding (Animal Crackers - 1930), Ringo (Stagecoach - 1939)

Otis B. Driftwood -> Otis B. Driftwood (A Night at the Opera - 1935), Mr. Hammer (The Cocoanuts - 1929), J. Cheever (At The Circus - 1939), Quincy Wagstaff (Horse Feathers - 1932)

Baby Firefly -> Vera-Ellen (Vera-Ellen, actress/dancer known for lip syncing, who also starred in the Marx brothers film Love Happy), Baby Jane (Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? - 1962), Bunny (Love Happy - 1949)

Mama Firefly -> Gloria Teasdale (Duck Soup - 1933), Eve Wilson (Marx Brothers Go West - 1940)

Rufus "RJ" Firefly -> Rufus T. Firefly (Duck Soup - 1933)

The Professor (Earl) -> The Professor (Animal Crackers - 1930)

Ravelli -> Signor Emanuel Ravelli (Animal Crackers - 1930), Ravelli (The Big Store - 1941)

Charlie Altamont -> Wolf J. Flywheel (The Big Store - 1941)

Doctor Satan/S. Quentin Quale -> S. Quentin Quale (Marx Brothers Go West - 1940)

Grandpa Hugo -> Dr. Hugo Z. Hackenbush (A Day at the Races - 1937) (Hugo's is quite interesting since he was originally intended to be Doctor Satan, I'm assuming thats why his name was derived from a character with the Doctor title)

[sleepingdeath-light]

listed below is everything that i have published for my 2022 kinktober writing event - listed by date of publishing and updated daily between the 1st and 31st of october.

minors please do not interact with any of the content outlined here! thank you!

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED

os = one shot ; hc = headcanon set

(readmore used because there are 60-something links to scroll past)

day one ; edging

os . “in the dead of night”

feat. masky (marble hornets) and an amab!reader (they/them) + dub con

hc . howl pendragon (howl’s moving castle)

hc . clotted cream cookie (cookie run kingdom)

day two ; gun play

os . “russian roulette”

feat. din djarin (the mandolorian) and a female!reader

hc . undertaker (black butler)

hc . natasha romanov (marvel)

day three ; overstimulation

os . “cry for me”

hc . steve rogers (marvel)

day four ; breeding kink

os . “the heir”

feat. prince caspian (the chronicles of narnia) and a female!reader

hc . bruno madrigal (encanto)

day five ; impact play

os . “one more time”

feat. mean dom!light yagami (death note) and a gender neutral!reader (they/them)

hc . vincent phantomhive (black butler)

hc . the grabber (the black phone)

day six ; praise

os . “pretty little thing”

hc . daycare attendants (five nights at freddy’s)

hc . jason voorhees (friday the 13th)

hc . sawyer brothers (texas chainsaw massacre)

hc . thomas hewitt (texas chainsaw massacre)

day seven ; hair pulling

os . “weary head”

feat. l lawliet (death note) and a gender neutral reader (they/them)

hc . affogato cookie (cookie run: kingdom)

hc . hawks (my hero academia)

day eight ; body worship

os . “lady in red”

feat. grelle sutcliffe (black butler) and a male reader

hc . undertaker (black butler)

hc . padmé amidala (star wars)

day nine ; daddy/mummy kink

os . “his baby”

feat. erwin smith (attack on titan) and a male reader

hc . jane foster (marvel)

hc . dark!wanda maximoff (marvel)

day ten ; consensual non consent

os . “tourist trap”

feat. otis b. driftwood (the firefly trilogy) and a female reader

hc . bucky barnes (marvel)

hc . asa emory (the collector)

day eleven ; pegging

os . “something new”

feat. tony stark (avengers) and an afab reader (they/them)

hc . korrasami (legend of korra)

hc . valkryie (marvel)

day twelve ; multiple penetration

os . “at world’s end”

hc . slenderman (creepypasta)

hc . hela odindöttir (marvel)

day thirteen ; oral

os . “hell and high water”

hc . eyeless jack (creepypasta)

day fourteen ; knife play

os . “born to rule”

hc . jesse cromeans (laid to rest)

hc . azuma genkaku (deadman wonderland)

day fifteen ; deep throating

os . “king for a day”

hc . baby firefly (the firefly trilogy)

day sixteen ; hand jobs

os . “the consort”

hc . natasha romanov (marvel)

hc . newt scamander (fantastic beasts)

day seventeen ; shower sex

os . “after dark”

hc . levi ackerman (attack on titan)

hc . jennifer check (jennifer’s body)

day eighteen ; threesome

os . “scream for us”

hc . eda clawthorne & raine whispers (the owl house)

hc . gomez & morticia addams (the addams family)

day nineteen ; temperature play

os . “pathetic mortal”

hc . frost queen cookie (cookie run: kingdom)

hc . dabi (my hero academia)

hc . marvel woman (multiple film series)

hc . fire spirit cookie (cookie run: ovenbreak)

day twenty ; gagging

os . “quiet, love”

hc . saeyoung choi / 707 (mystic messenger)

hc . scp 035 (scp foundation)

day twenty one ; sensation play

os . “training”

hc . queenie goldstein (fantastic beasts)

hc . scp 049 (scp foundation)

day twenty two ; collaring

os . “new pet”

hc . sirius black (harry potter)

hc . sinclair brothers (house of wax)

day twenty three ; face sitting

os . “good boy”

hc . wanda maximoff (wandavision)

hc . marauders (harry potter)

day twenty four ; exhibitionism

os . “disciple”

hc . tom riddle (harry potter)

hc . captain caviar cookie (cookie run: kingdom)

day twenty five ; thigh riding

os . “the reward”

hc . charlie morningstar (hazbin hotel)

hc . scp 035 (scp foundation)

hc . remus lupin (harry potter)

hc . original avengers (marvel)

day twenty six ; bondage

os . “all wrapped up”

hc . jumin han (mystic messenger)

hc . hoodie (marble hornets)

day twenty seven ; voyeurism

os . “secret admirer”

hc . ticci toby (creepypasta)

hc . misa amane (death note)

day twenty eight ; breath play

os . “three, two, one”

hc . bo sinclair (house of wax)

hc . tiffany valentine (bride of chucky)

day twenty nine ; pet play

os . “pretty piggy”

hc . sebastian michaelis (black butler)

hc . harley quinn (birds of prey)

day thirty ; period play

os . “the urge”

hc . alcina dimitrescu (resident evil village)

hc . trancy demons (black butler)

day thirty one ; degradation

os . “stupid bitch”

hc . philip whittebane / emperor belos (the owl house)

hc . angela blanc & ash landers (black butler)

[screamintoad]

Picnic

A/n: All this fankid stuff made me write this

  The moment seemed perfect. Rory sat on one end of the picnic blanket while Ace sat on the other, his hands kept their young daughter steady on her chubby legs. Rory called out to Jane to urge her to take a step toward him. He felt so warm, from the setting sun shining on them all, and the love that circulated through his veins as if it was second nature. He laughed as Ace helped Jane take a step, then another. Rory noted how soft Ace looked like this, his skin glowing and eyes shining with a warmth to them compared to the mischievousness from their NRC days. Soft coos and high-pitched cheers comically left his mouth as the little girl awkwardly stepped towards Rory. 

  “Come on sweetheart, you can do it!” Ace urged her on. Once she reached Rory’s outstretched hands the whole family cheered. “There you go!” “I knew my little starling could do it.” Rory booped her nose with the tip of his finger. “You mean my firecracker.” Ace would’ve kept pushing until frustrated whines began to leave her lips, her legs kicking out into the air. Grim moved out of the way lest he wanted to get kicked. “I think she’s done walking today.” He pointed out. “It is getting late.” Rory noted as the sky began to darken and fireflies lit up over their heads. 

  “Yeah…” Ace plucked up Jane out of Rory’s arms and helped him to his feet while they cleaned up the end of their picnic. 

  Ace cradled the girl to his chest like he would when she was far smaller than she was now. She seemed quite set on throwing a fit mere minutes ago, but melts into her dad’s arms with a small giggle when he pokes her sides with his fingers. 

  Rory felt himself melt at the sight. He leaned over and saved their daughter from her dad’s ticklish clutches in a clean scoop into his arms. “Aw, c’mon-“ he began until his eyes drifted to a group of fireflies that flew in front of them. The baby’s attention is immediately drawn to them and she reached out a chubby hand to them. Ace imitated her action but successfully caught one in his hands. 

  He seemed giddy as he carefully cupped his hands to show her the blinking bug. “Waw!-“ She leaned forward and wrapped a hand around one of Ace’s fingers to steady her wobbly self. She gasped as she admired the firefly before it flew off. 

  “Oh, someone’s getting sleepy.” Ace pointed out as he wrapped the blanket around Rory so he could take Jane into his arms again. Rory shivered from the brisk October wind and curled the blanket tighter around him. Grim moved from Ace’s shoulders to Rory’s. 

  Ace held her like a newborn, rocking her and ghosting light kisses on her forehead. Soon enough her eyes fluttered shut and the only sounds she made was small snores.   One of her hands still tightly grasped Ace’s shirt and the other curled by her face, like the little princess that Ace taught her to be. 

  Rory smiled fondly at them both and leaned over to kiss Jane’s forehead as well. They continued their trek to the bus stop. “She’s getting so big so fast, eventually she’ll be too big for you to carry her like that.” He said. Ace shook his head, “I can still carry you just fine so, I’ll carry her until she tells me to stop.” He returned. Rory doesn’t say anything to that, he took note of the sentimental gleam that shown in his fiery irises. 

  “Do you think we’ll get the house?” Rory wondered aloud. Ace nodded, “I wouldn’t doubt it. It would be great being closer to the station.” “And I would love to live in this area.” “Mhm.” A peaceful silence washed over the small family.

  Rory wouldn’t say this out loud but this kind of future was one that he could only dream of. If you told him before NRC, or even during, that he got married and has a wonderful daughter, he would’ve laughed in your face. 

  But now, it was a future he wouldn’t dream of living without.

TAGS: @blood-red-bumblebee @gimmeurmoneyagh @babyghoul138 @twtysevapr @moonyasnow

@beneathsakurashade @4necdote @skibidibabygirl @theolivetree123 @oya-oya-okay

[beecreeper]

I got tagged by @adorablebanite to talk about character inspiration and I'd already been meaning to make these for a while so! Here's some character mood boards for Briar and Ferox respectively. Some of these were direct inspiration while others are more inspiration in hindsight (like going OH there really is a lot of that character in here huh)

In case you don't recognize everyone:

Briar -- Baby Firefly (House of 1000 Corpses), Jane Prentiss (The Magnus Archives), Heather Chandler (Heathers), Lindsay Bluth (Arrested Development), Azula (Avatar), Billy Loomis (Scream), Regine George (Mean Girls), Nancy Downs (The Craft)

Ferox -- Shrek (the musical SPECIFICALLY), Sweeney Todd (... Sweeney Todd), Beast (Beauty and the Beast), Moses (Prince of Egypt), Muriel (The Arcana), Quasimodo (Hunchback of Notre Dame), Sandor Clegane (Game of Thrones), The Repoman (Repo the Genetic Opera)

Also no pressure but if any of my mutuals wanna do this or something similar 👀 Gonna tag @smallnico @yaksinhats @quacaserous @driderwife @bardic-perdita and @sunflowergem

[buckrecs]

𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙧𝙚𝙘 : 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝

masterlist | monthly fic rec masterlist

FLUFF

Unexpected by @pellucid-constellations (Army Vet!Bucky)

I’m here by @sweetdreamsbuck

Two Syllables by @coffee-with-bucky (dad!bucky)

i’ll fight for you, always by @insomniumstella

hot chocolate by @/insomniumstella

Muse by @navybrat817 (artist!bucky)

butterfly by @idy-ll-ique (alpha!bucky)

a misunderstanding by @traitorjoelite (40s!bucky)

the forever third wheels by @witchywithwhiskey

You and Him by @whitewinter-wolf

Heal Me With Your Love by @/whitewinter-wolf

The Lost Converse by @firefly-in-darkness

Make Yourself At Home by @/navybrat817

Soft Kisses by @eviesaurusrex

Short Stuff by @youlightmeupfinn

Pie by @themorningsunshine (mob!bucky x baker!reader)

thirst trap and the trapped by @lovelybarnes

viral by @/lovelybarnes

Sex-Ed by @dilemmaontwolegs

Water Bottle by @cloudybarnes

Drive-ins & Earthquakes by @venusstorm

Warrior/Worrier by @delaber (hurt/comfort)

Sharing is Caring by @theidiotwhowritesthings

With Love by @jobean12-blog (CEO!bucky)

Face it, this is Love! by @/jobean12-blog

Fall Leaves by @bucksangel

Good For You by @bucksangel (tattoo artist!reader)

Shrapnel by @real-jane (doctor!reader)

Date With Ducky by @pepperonijem (bartender!bucky)

Recluse by @mymoonagedaydream (vet!bucky)

Stalker by @you-are-my-sanctuary

Hopelessly Devoted by @espinosaurusrexex

Go Baby, Go by @rookthorne (mechanic!bucky)

ANGST

Counting by @/pellucid-constellations

he’s fine by @bethdutten

Someone’s there. by @d0wnb4df0rf1cm3n

Seven Seconds by @/dilemmaontwolegs

End Of The Line by @/dilemmaontwolegs (nurse!reader)

push his buttons by @mvtthewmurdvck

Barista Beau‘s by @jadedvibes (lawyer!bucky)

Protector by @buckybabesonly

Follow You Home by @navybrat817 (dark!bucky)

Send Me An Angel by @/navybrat817 (dark!bucky)

SMUT

car ride by @/insomniumstella

Everybody wants a taste by @/navybrat817 (Rockstar!Bucky)

Spring Chicken by @thenhewaswrongaboutme

Locked by @/thenhewaswrongaboutme

Party for Two by @geeky-politics-46

save me darling, for you are my salvation by @rxgerthatt

Lost To The Woods by @sidepartskinnyjeans (Fairytale AU)

Long Hair and Tattoos by @/sidepartskinnyjeans (brother’s best friend!bucky)

Double-Take by @little-golden-age (photographer!bucky)

Between the Shelves by @law-nerd (librarian!bucky)

we can make it till the end by @sinner-as-saint (older!reader)

Call Shot by @threeminutesoflife (dark!reader)

[cowgurrrl]

Eight

Pairing: Joel Miller x fem!reader (except this is all backstory)

Author’s note: The end of the beginning. Thank you to everyone who encouraged me to continue this story or took the time to read and support this weird idea.

Summary: “Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.” - David Foster Wallace [2.2k]

Warnings: if you’ve read this far, you know what to expect

You bury Jane outside the walls on a hill overlooking the QZ. The same hill where you hid with her when the Outbreak happened. You can see everything from up here. The sky stretches infinitely beyond the horizon, and you can see where nature has reclaimed what used to be your hometown. This hill reminds you of the one near your old apartment building where she used to roll down the grassy knoll until her clothes were stained and muddy. She would've liked finally being outside of the QZ, you think as your hand rests on the freshly dug earth, protecting her better than you ever could. 

"Y'know, I named you after one of the kindest people I've ever known," you say into the air, looking at the sunset. "I don't think I ever told you about her, but you would've liked her. She was tough and consistent. She's one of the only people who was nice to me when I was a kid. It seemed like the right thing to do, naming you after her. I still stand by it. Jane's my favorite name now." You catch yourself waiting for questions or thoughts that never come. You listen for her voice in the rustling of leaves or the distant sounds of the QZ. You've never felt more alone than you do right now. 

"I was gonna get you out of here. I was gonna take you somewhere far away and let you run around and be loud without worrying about anything. You were gonna get to be a kid. I was gonna make things better for you," you sniffle. "And I'm so sorry I couldn't do that for you, sweet girl. I tried so fucking hard, and it wasn't enough, and I," your voice catches in your throat. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." 

You tell her stories from when she was a baby, like how she couldn't fall asleep unless she was snuggling on your chest and how you still can't believe she was ever small enough to fit her entire body in your two hands. You tell her the good stories from your childhood, the ones you were too scared to even look at, let alone say aloud. You tell her the truth about her dad, how you wish he could've been better for her, and how you tried your best not to make his absence a hole in her life. You tell her everything.

You don't leave her even after the sun dips below the horizon. You can't go back to that empty apartment with the three fucking chairs and bedroom reserved for her. You can't keep living in a stale memorial for people you should've died for. You were too late, too slow, too stupid to save Adam and Jane. Why should you get to live there when neither of them does? You've been trying to gather information from different people on what happened that day, who set the bomb off, who killed your daughter, and a handful of others, including Mrs. Carmichael, as a form of repentance. You can't bring them back, but you can kill the people who took them from you. 

You don't know how long you've been sitting there when a twig snaps next to you, and you point your gun toward the sound. "It's just me," Owen says, stepping out from the shadows with raised hands. You sigh and lower your weapon, your body slumping against the tree as he gets closer. He's unarmed and out of uniform, a gray shirt stretching across his shoulders. You let him settle on the ground a few feet away, his boots crushing wildflowers under the soles. 

"D'you have information for me?" You ask, not even looking at him. He freezes, and it's enough of an answer. "Whose bomb was it?"

"Fireflies." He mumbles, his voice gravelly. You lift your head to find him staring out at the QZ. People have been on edge since the bomb exploded, as they should be. The fighting between FEDRA and the Fireflies has been ramping up. Nobody's been sleeping with gunshots firing and people barking orders all night. Still, if FEDRA could hold onto any idea of normalcy, that they are the good guys, they would. 

"If I find out you're lying to me-"

"Jesus, who else do you think it was? You really think FEDRA is dropping bombs on schools?" 

"You guys certainly aren't known for your empathy," you snap and immediately regret it. He let you go to her when you found her despite the earth still rattling under your feet. He helped you get Jane out of the QZ. He offered to help you bury her. You know he's not heartless, but he's still one of them. You clear your throat and take a shaky breath. "I'm going after the Fireflies."

"They'll kill you."

"Then I'll take as many as I can down with me." You say, and he says your name, shaking his head.

"We're already doing an investigation. Just let us handle it."

"Like you handled the bombings? Or the daily shootouts? Or the fucking Infected?" You ask. "I'm not burying anyone else, so you can tell me what you know about where the Fireflies are holed up or stay out of my way." 

"Or what?" He asks. You pull your gun and level it at his head, cocking it in half a second. His Adam's apple bobs, and you catch the slight tremble of his hands, but he doesn't move. Your hands, however, are steady as you grip the metal.  

"Wanna keep asking stupid ass questions?" You ask, and he shakes his head. "If you don't know anything, that's fine. I'll get what I need. But don't come here and act like you don't know exactly what I can do. Remember your weapons dealer?"

"He was a security risk." He swallows thickly, and you laugh.

"One you were too chicken shit to take care of yourself, right? Couldn't even tell Lee the truth about why you wanted him gone." 

"You're right. Okay? Is that what you wanna hear? You're right," he says. "Just... please put the gun down."

"I'm going after the Fireflies, and if you or any of your buddies try to stop me, I'll put a bullet in your head so fucking fast, it'll give you whiplash. Do you understand me?"

"Y... yes," he manages. You adjust your grip on your gun and lower it, but don't flip the safety. You're not a threat, you're saying. But I am. He gets the silent message and stands, showing you his empty hands once he's at his full height. His eyes jump from yours to the mound of dirt next to you, tears shining against the steel gray after a few seconds. "For what it's worth, I really am sorry for what happened. I wish I could've done something to save her." 

His words take you right back to the rubble outside her school when people were screaming with pain or grief. You swear you can smell the smoke and ash hanging in the air. You can see the caved-in front door, the blown-out windows, and how the broken glass twinkled in the street. You can feel her weight in your arms. Your face stings and you reach for Jane but only feel the cool soil. He's still staring at you, but you don't meet his eyes. 

"If you're really sorry, you'll stay the fuck out of my way," you say, the words cutting your tongue as you speak them. "I'd hate for you to become collateral, too."

2010

Your knuckles are bloody and bruised, and you can feel the bones in your hand creaking under the weight of your punches, but you can't stop. Not when you're this close. The man under you is shaking, and tears streak over the blood on his cheeks. The tape around his wrists has come undone, but he doesn't move to stand or defend himself. Not when his shoulder is dislocated. You crouch in front of him where he's spitting blood, and he slumps against the wall with a defeated look.

"Where is she?" You ask.

"Why should I tell you? You're gonna kill me either way."

"Oh, I'm not that nice," you say. "If you don't tell me, I'll just tie you up and leave you here. The next Firefly I find will get to hear all about how you cracked and told me about their safe houses. We both know how they feel about traitors." One of the few good things to come out of you tracking the Fireflies for so long is that you know how they operate. Not only that, you know how they punish those who step out of line. For all their righteous talk, they're no better than FEDRA. "And once I tell them exactly where I left you, they'll come here and make you wish I had wasted a bullet on you. Then, I get to start all over with another one of your stupid fucking recruits. Might even grab one of the ones you brainwashed." 

He mumbles something like, "Please, don't," and shakes his head. He drops his chin to his chest and cries for a few seconds, making you roll your eyes, but you don't rush him. They all do this.

"And if I tell you?" He asks, lifting his gaze to you, and you pull your gun from your backpack. You pull the slide, clicking the bullet into place, and shrug despite his whimpering.

"I make it quick for you. Won't even feel it." 

"Please, just let me go," he begs, and you suck your teeth. "I won't t... tell anyone I saw your face. Please."

"I'm losing patience here, Danny boy." You say, reaching for the knife you threw to the side about an hour ago. 

"No, please! I have a daughter!" He yells suddenly, and you hesitate, the knife's bloodied handle slicking your palm. He seems to realize the effect of his words because he keeps going. "She's… she's three. Her name is Harley. She needs me." Strangely, you smile and slide your knife into your backpack as you stare at him. 

"I have a kid, too," you say, and his eyes brighten just enough to tell you he thinks he has a sliver of a chance. "She's ten, but she acts like she's sixteen, and she really loves music. I mean, she could just dance to it all day long. Or, at least, she would," You bite the inside of your cheek. "She would if you hadn't thrown a bomb into her fucking school building and killed her. June 2nd, 2008, does that sound familiar to you? Hm?" You ask, pressing the gun to his forehead. 

"It-it was an accident. Someone misread orders and," he sobs. "Please."

"Where's Marlene?" You ask, but all he does is cry. You give him ten seconds before you shoot his shoulder. "Where's Marlene, Daniel?" You ask again as he claws at the bullet wound, trying to stave off the bleeding. Twenty seconds. Another bullet, this time through his knee. "Where is Marlene?!" 

"B…Boston! Boston! She's in Boston!" He finally relents, and you sit back on your heels. "She has... a system of people there. If you find one of them, you can find her." You've let yourself believe a lot of lies, but this is not one of them. She's in Boston. The woman who gave the orders to detonate a bomb inside her school is in Boston. You can get there. You can do that. You have to. There's no other choice. You give Daniel one last look before shooting him. 

Suddenly, the building is silent, and the only thing you can focus on are the plans overflowing in your mind. If you leave tonight, you can make it to Boston in a month. Maybe three if you get caught up in raids or with Infected. Whatever. It doesn't matter. You can make it. You leave Daniel and the blood and gore to pack your things. The next few hours are a blur. You're clearing out your caches and stuffing bands and bands of cards into your backpack. You don't say goodbye to Lee or your neighbors or anyone. 

The only person you tell your plan to is buried under a big tree on a hill overlooking the QZ. She's the only one you say goodbye to. She's the only one you still care about. She's the last shred of your life before the world ended, and you're leaving her behind. 

One last time, you pick her wildflowers and leave them at her grave with a strained, "I love you." One last time, you kiss your hand and press it into the earth like it'll penetrate the ground and land on her forehead. One last time, you stand over her, and you walk away, hoping that the view from here is enough to absolve you of everything you've done wrong. Hoping you did at least one thing right by her. Hoping love is a good enough excuse for all the horror.

[deathbxnny]

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》Started: 19/05/2023

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》General headcanons:

Hsr/Genshin men with Elysia-like!Reader.(Kazuha/Blade)

Archons with a Former past Nahida's servant!Reader.(Platonic for all, except Venti!)

Genshin characters with a HoR!Reader.(Abyss!Aether/Raiden Ei)

Platonic!Genshin Archons with a God slaying entity!Reader.

platonic headcanons of Neuvillette and Wriothesley with their daughter who has a chronic illness/flare-ups

Fontaine men (Neuvillette, Wriothesley, and Lyney) with a Halovian s/o

Neuvilette, Zhongli, and Dainsleif meeting the alternate version of their dead lover

Wriothesly, Ayato and Tighnari react to an alternate version of their dead kid all grown up

Toji fushiguro like reader with Arlecchino, Ganyu, and Xianyun

Genshin men meeting you, their idol, for the first time. (Lyney, Kinich, Childe x Gn!Reader)

Genshin men and their dates with you. (Neuvillette, Alhaitham, Childe, Kinich x Gn!Reader)

Genshin men with a Fem!Child!Reader. (Neuvillette, Kinich, Wanderer)

Genshin women with an Immortal!Elemental being!GN!Reader (Mavuika, Raiden Ei, Yae Miko)

Genshin characters with a sibling that talks in their sleep. | Kaeya, Ayaka, Lynette x Gn!Reader

Male Genshin Characters with a Firefly!Teen!Reader | Capitano, Ororon, Wriothesley x Gn!Reader

Genshin Men with a criminal Teen!Reader. | Neuvillette, Wriothesley x Gn!Teen!Reader

Genshin women with a lazy Immortal!Reader. | Rukkhadevata, Xianyun, Guizhong x Gn!Reader

Alhaitham & Dottore with Ruan Mei-like!Reader

Capitano, Dainsleif, and Arlecchino with a Khaenri'ahn!Gn!Reader.

Ningguang, Yae Miko and Yelan withba Jane Doe-like!Reader

Abyss princess lumine, Skirk and Arlecchino with a Jingliu-like!Gn!Reader

Genshin men with a Jingliu!Gn!Reader. | Capitano, Baizhu, Childe

》Kazuha:

A change we make together. (Kazuha x Reader)

Memories for the wind. (Kazuha x Reader)

Kazuha with a burnt out reader.

》Diluc:

The portrait of the past. (Diluc x Reader)

Don't leave. (Diluc x Reader)

》Thoma:

You deserve to be safe too. (Thoma x Reader)

》Albedo:

The art of relaxation. (Albedo x Reader)

This unexplainable feeling. (Albedo x Reader)

》Ayato:

When he is away. (Ayato x Reader)

》Scaramouche:

The revenge of a puppet. (Scaramouche x Reader)

》Venti:

The bird in an open cage. (Venti x Reader)

》Dainsleif:

When we fell. (Dainsleif x Reader)

》Bennett:

Lucky boy. (Bennett x Reader)

》Childe:

Abyss eyes. (Childe x Reader)

"Take a leap into the waters below with me, won't you?" (Childe x Fem!Dragonic!Reader)

Childe with a childhood best friend!Gn!Reader

》Itto:

The Oni and the shrine maiden. (Itto x Reader)

》Gorou:

The Red Sea. (Gorou x Reader)

》Zhongli:

No regrets. (Zhongli x Wife!Reader)

One Letter away. (Neuvillette x Reader x Ex-husband!Zhongli)

》Raiden Shogun/Ei:

A vow for all of eternity. (Ei x Reader)

》Xiao:

In another life. (Xiao x Reader)

》Neuvillette:

One Letter away. (Neuvillette x Reader x Ex-husband!Zhongli)

Neuvillette as a father to a GN!Child.

Ballroom dancing with Neuvillette except reader has no idea how to dance and is tripping every 2 seconds.

Platonic Neuvillette with a teen dragon reader who's like Kanna Kamui

》Wriothesley:

Wriothesly as a fingle father to a baby daughter!

Platonic wriothesley hcs with a teen!reader who is the youngest inmate!

platonic wriothesley with a teen!reader who was a member of beret society

Platonic wriothesley comforting teen reader who is crying

Wriothesley with AFAB teen!reader who gets their period while serving their sentence

Wriothesley reacting to teen!reader dying like Firefly's first death (by death in the dreamscape) in hsr

Platonic wriothesley with chronically ill teen!prisoner reader

》Arlecchino:

Love like the ocean waves. (Arlecchino x Fem!Reader)

Buried angels and that odd wish to live. (Arlecchino x Fem!Reader) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6)

Arlecchino x Jinx!Reader

》Furina:

A last dance before doom.(Furina x Gn!Reader)

》Lyney:

No happy endings. (Lyney x Gn!Reader) (Part 2)

》Mavuika:

Anything for Natlan. Everything for Natlan. (Mavuika x GN!Reader)

》Kinich:

Jealousy, jealousy, jealousy. | Kinich x Fem!Reader feat. Ajaw

Cold body, colder tears. | Kinich x Gn!Reader

》Citlali:

Domestic headcanons for Citlali with a spouse!Gn!Reader.

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WHAT I WRITE.

◇ horror movie characters [slashers & victims]

ㅤslashers — michael myers, jason voorhees, bubba sawyer, thomas hewitt, billy loomis, stu macher, ethan landry, quinn bailey, corey cunningham, mark hoffman, amanda young, brahms heelshire, tiffany valentine, jennifer check, charles lee ray, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair, lester sinclair, billy lenz, asa emory, jesse cromeans, xenomorphs, candyman, mary mason, baby firefly, otis driftwood, pinhead.

ㅤvictims — sidney prescott, tatum riley, adam stanheight, lawrence gordon, jill tuck, peter strahm, ellen ripley, erin harson, kirby reed, grace le domas, samantha carpenter, colin gray, tara carpenter, anita lesnicki, arkin o’brien, carly jones, nick jones, lindsey perez, allison kerry.

◇ dead by daylight

ㅤ— every killer excluding the nightmare and every survivor.

ㅤ— this includes the casting of frank stone characters. minus stan.

◇ lollipop chainsaw

ㅤ— everyone excluding rosalind.

◇ the walking dead

ㅤtv series — rick grimes, lori grimes, morgan jones, glenn rhee, theodore douglas, carol peletier, daryl dixon, andrea harrison, maggie rhee, beth greene, michonne grimes, sasha williams, tyreese williams, tara chambler, eugene porter, rosita espinosa, abraham ford, gabriel stokes, enid, aaron, negan smith, paul rovia, ezekiel sutton, magna, yumiko okumura, luke abrams, connie, kelly, juanita 'princess' sanchez, maxxine porter, michael mercer.

ㅤgame series — lee everett, kenny, katjaa, doug, carley, lilly, ben paul, christa, omid, molly, luke, carlos, nick, sarita, jane, javier garcía, kate garcía, violet, louis, marlon, minerva, james.

please note that everything above is subject to change in the future.

[bluravenite]

aether and dew watching a movie and dew totally does Not fall asleep on aethers lap while aether plays with his hair (he absolutely does)

"IT'S BORING!!" screamed the fire ghoul, "WHY WOULD I WANT TO WATCH A SHITTY OLD ROMANCE???"

"You can't hate it if you haven't watched it yet, Dewdrop," argued the quintessence ghoul.

"GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON!!" Aether smiles as he sits down on the couch.

"It has Keira Knightley and Matthew Macfadyen?" the fire ghoul reluctantly huffs in agreement with the quintessence ghoul's argument but refuses to rest his case, "it's the enemies to lovers staple, you have to watch it, come on-"

"Aeth, this is stupid! why would I want to watch this with you?" the fire ghoul watched expectantly, hoping if he asked enough "why's" the bigger ghoul would just give up bothering him.

"to encourage affection?" replied the larger ghoul, still with that same patient smirk from before. Dew huffed again, this time giving up in trying to convince aether to do something "more fun" and instead settled down next to him with his arms crossed and brows furrowed.

"If you wanted affection you could've just asked me, idiot-" but he is interrupted by the quintessence ghoul's laugh as he wraps his arm around the smaller ghoul and brings him in for a cuddle.

"Don't worry, firefly, you'll get it later," he sighs...

The length of the movie is spent in discourse of the character's actions. Dew insists its stupid that dancing is the only way to encourage affection and Aether says watching movies is better, he thinks Darcy is an idiot for not noticing that Jane and Bingley were in love, he growls at Wickham and Aether reassures him he's not gonna be on screen for too long, he thinks he threatens his character, even though it's just a movie.

At some point Dew gets invested and comfortable enough that he ends up between Aether's thighs leaned in over his knees and Aether braids his hair from the top of his scalp all the way down to the little stray hairs. Once the movie ends Dew feels Aether's arms wrap around his waist and the bigger ghoul leans in to place a kiss on the fire ghoul's cheek.

"So? What did you think, firefly?" He asks softly, voice almost low enough that if he weren't speaking directly into Dew's ear, you would think it was a purr.

"t'was fine-" the smaller ghoul whines, shaking his head and unsuccessfully pushing the bigger ghoul off with his arms.

"firefly are you okay?" asks Aether, turning the smaller ghoul back to face him, teary eyed and furrowed brows, chest heaving in his arms.

"said m'fine, fuck off-" dewdrop hitches, but unlike his words his body leans into Aether's arms and rests his head on the larger ghouls chest.

"what's wrong, firefly?" Aether whispers, resting himself on the other ghoul's head and wrapping him up into a hug.

"Noth-nothing is wrong!! I just- I- Ugh!" the fire ghoul cracks and shifts in his place, lifting himself from Aether's chest and staring straight into his eyes. He reaches for Aether's face, cupping his jaw in his dark boney hands, "they just- love each other a lot- that's all..."

"I knew you were gonna like it Honeydew," he smiles, "Although, I didn't think it was going to make you cry- m'sorry-" he says.

"no," dew breathes, "it's alright, it didn't- you di- you..."

"me?" Aether asks, "did I make you cry, baby?"

"fuck! Aeth, I love you..." the fire ghoul spits out, "no, you didn't do anything- I did- I never told you-" he panics. But the quintessence ghoul only smiles wide again, forming little crescent moons with his eyes as he presses his forehead to the smaller ghoul's and wipes away his tears with his thumbs, both cupping each other's faces.

"Starfire, I know..." He says.

"you knew??" Dew panics.

"I always knew, firefly," he presses a kiss on the fire ghoul's lips. A single kiss that feels like an eternity between them, a mixture of warm breath and unspoken passion that threatens to keep them glued by the lips until Aether pulls away to look at Dew again, "I always knew, my love."

>:) (mean evil grin) I have somehow mixed my favorite movie with the band ghost and once again, I AM IN LOVE AND DO NOT REGRET AN OUNCE OF MY MISCHIEF.

I am a writer, a "master of the keys", an accomplished creature!!! and a SIMP for stupid silly Jane Austen characters, SO, it is only fair that i subjECT YOU to my rot AS WELL!!! ENJOY!!!

[julieverne]

"C'mon," Jane said, grabbing her keys off Maura's counter.

Jane didn't elaborate, and Maura didn't question her; whatever Jane had planned, Maura would willingly go along with. They were probably headed to The Dirty Robber, or down to that night market Maura had hinted at wanting to go to.

But they didn't. They went to a takeaway place, and before Maura could question why she'd been taken along for the pickup, Jane turned away from the way to get back to Maura's house.

It was late but it was summer, and the endless twilight followed them up to the lookout. From somewhere nearby were the sounds of celebration. Jane got out of the car in a parking lot and pulled a blanket from the trunk, spreading it on the hood, setting her dusty sneakers on the bumper and inching backwards, holding the food as Maura, thankfully in her baby blue pants and a shirt with flounce, joined her.

Maura still didn't question her, watching as the sun set over the distant ocean. Watching as the fireflies came out in the warm dusk air. Sipping from the cool glass bottle of coke Jane handed her. Their meal finished, Jane didn't make a move from their impromptu picnic, looking out over the city. There were a few other cars, but not many. Not so many as to feel crowded, and not so few as to feel nervous about being at a deserted space at night. Other people were posted up in the back of their trucks, and a family had a portable grill, making hamburgers.

"I come up here every year by myself. I figured it was time I brought someone with me," Jane said, looking over at Maura.

And then the fireworks started, exploding in the distance, lights shooting up into the sky and casting a myriad of colours over them. Jane relaxed, leaning back, leaning on her right arm, her fingers just close enough to Maura's own bare arm to barely brush the skin. Maura looked over as Jane sipped her coke, her head tilted back, her hair falling in an unruly mass past her shoulders, her silhouette highlighted between the night sky and the fireworks. Jane handed the coke back, her hand as cool and refreshing as the drink as she leaned over towards Maura, her smile soft and content. It was the fourth of July, Maura remembered. One of the biggest party nights of the year, and here she was with Jane on a hot summer night, the breeze from the harbour drifting over them as the sky displayed all its wonders. Maura took the drink, watched as Jane's face, lit in red, watched Maura drink, her eyes on Maura's mouth as her own tongue slid out to wet her lips. Maura couldn't look away, despite the magnificent sky show; Jane was close and in focus and her hand had slid over Maura's as she leaned over. Maura swallowed, even though she'd stopped drinking, and Jane's eyes stayed fixed on her lips.

Jane moved so slowly, her lips sweet from the drink, her bottom lip pressing first against Maura's still-open mouth, pulling away with a shy smile, and Maura felt like she was fourteen again, in boarding school and wondering what it would be like to kiss Carmilla, the liquid warmth of that crush sustaining her through the rest of her education. Jane retreated a little, her nose brushing Maura's, taking in Maura's dazed expression with a little smirk before pressing forward again, resting one hand next to Maura's hip, the other finding Maura's waist as Maura melted on the hood of Jane's squad car.

When Jane pulled away again, Maura was aware again of the outside world, of the firework finale on the horizon, that the cool breeze that had been so refreshing was now slightly too cold, a little shiver running through her, and then her focus shifted again to Jane's sweet, uncertain smile, her cheekbones lit to perfection in the snapshot of light.

"Happy Independence Day," Jane said. Maura never felt independent, not around Jane because she was reliant on her. She sat upright to kiss the sweet mouth offered to her, and the fireworks stopped, leaving the smell of smoke and the distant cheers from the city behind.

"Should we get ice-cream on the way home?" Jane asked, as though nothing important had happened. Maura nodded. "Can we let the flavours swirl?" Jane asked, and Maura could see Jane's eyebrow quirk cheekily in the parking lot street light. Maura chuckled.

"They can get all up over each other as much as they like," Maura said, kissing Jane again. "As long as we can too."

"We can skip the ice-cream," Jane said quickly, sliding down from the hood and helping Maura down, retrieving the blanket and discarding the trash. Maura waited by the passenger side door, and Jane opened it for her. Maura stepped into the space between the car door and the car and turned to Jane.

"Skip straight to dessert?" Maura asked breathlessly, rewarded by the way Jane's pupils, already wider than usual in the darkness, dilated further, her eyes almost entirely black as she leaned in to kiss Maura again, her lips languid and unhurried as she kissed Maura so thoroughly that Maura wondered if she'd ever been kissed before.

"You're better than ice-cream," Jane said, her voice low and husky as she finally pulled away.

Independence was a heck of a thing, but being able to rely on someone who loved her was so much better, Maura considered as Jane took Maura's hand over the console as she drove them home.

[sheinthatfandom]

I’m begging for the producer to film her interviews in black and white or even more to film her in a room in black and white/grayscale and really make it not like firefly funhouse but that kinda feel but instead of a funhouse whatever happened to baby Jane

Renee’s face

Chin up tits out and watch for the shoes

It didn’t hit her this time yay

[jen-with-a-pen]

If You Go, I Go

summary: It's Bucky's last night before deployment. The evening does not go the way Steve, nor Bucky, thought it would.

pairings: complicated and closeted stucky

warnings: angst, loneliness, feeling the need to sacrifice yourself for preserum!steve, pining, closeted stucky, bisexual stucky, sad steve, messing with canon and adding some of comic canon in whoops

word count: 3.1k

a/n: literally this entire thing was written directly after seeing the gif above. My brain kicked into angsty overdrive and this was born. enjoy my first fic of the new year!

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gif by @daniel-bruehl | dividers by @firefly-graphics | beta read by the lovely Jane @lunarbuck

The Expo was loud. Louder than what Steve was used to.

Everything was more than what he was used to. So much going on in so many different directions– lights, sounds, voices, smells. Overstimulated was an understatement.

He wanted to be anywhere but there, standing in front of the open-air Science Expo. His  clammy hands were stuffed into his wool pockets while he tried not to heave, fending off yet another anxiety attack. He only wanted Bucky. 

But, for the pièce de résistance, Bucky invited Bonnie and Connie to join them, two doe-eyed gals in pretty skirts and zero interest in anything else. How Steve saw them, though, were two strangers hanging off of Bucky’s arms, vying for a kiss from the Sergeant. 

The thought of it made Steve’s stomach churn like the butter his Ma used to make.

He had to admit, though, the girls weren’t complete strangers. Steve knew them from grade school. They lived around the street corner from the doctor’s office he unwillingly frequented. They’d say hi to him and were nice and polite, but that was it. They were only nice and polite. They, and all the other pretty girls Steve’s age, made it abundantly clear: no self-respecting girl wanted to court the cripple. Hell, for all he knew, if it wasn't for the constant reassurances from his Ma, Bucky could have been getting paid to be his friend– too fed up that even war sounded like a better reprieve than being around Steve.

It wasn’t that Steve didn’t want the girls there. Nor was it that he secretly wished it was only him and Bucky. In fact, it definitely wasn’t because it was his last night with Bucky before he shipped off to camp McCoy a thousand and one miles away.

Well, maybe it was. 

"Stevie, you okay?" 

The grounding timbre of Bucky’s voice derailed Steve’s spiraling train of thought. He hadn't realized he'd zoned out until Bucky clapped a strong hand on his shoulder. 

Bucky's brow knitted with concern, baby blues searching Steve's with earnest worry. He reached his hand out and delicately wiped his cheek, his thumb resting on Steve’s cheek for a second longer as his hand cupped his face. Steve looked down at his two-sizes-too-big coat. Small dark spots had stained his woolen lapel sourced from the dampness on his cheek. He swallowed thickly, embarrassment and shame creeping up into his throat alongside the heat in his cheeks. 

Steve hadn't realized he’d started to cry.

He pathetically raised a bulky sleeve to his face and rubbed at his cheeks hard enough that the wool felt like barbed wire scratching at his china-like skin. He cursed, blinking towards the night sky to rid his eyes of any more tears. They didn’t seem to stop until he bit his lip hard, holding back the bile rising in his throat. He wished he were anywhere but there. 

He wished he could go with Bucky.

"'M fine, Buck," he mumbled, finally looking at his friend and forcing a pained smile onto his lips. "Gonna miss you, is all."

Bucky looked at him for a second more, eyes darting for a moment to Steve’s lips. Worry still plagued his features as he pulled Steve into the familiar embrace they both knew all too well. Pulling away, Bucky slung his arm around Steve’s shoulders and sighed.

“Well, punk, don’t worry ‘bout me. I’ll come back in one piece,” he looked down again at Steve and winked. “I’ll come back to you.”

Steve blushed, smiling at the ground. He could almost see himself in Bucky’s newly shined shoes, the black leather reflecting the festival lights from above as they made their way to meet the girls. Bucky paused, sliding his arm back and raising his hand to wave at the girls. The weight lifted off of Steve’s shoulders, and he shuddered, the cool air sneaking its way back into his body. 

“Wait here, I’ll go get ‘em,” Bucky said, breaking away from Steve’s side and jogging to the gigantic statue the girls were huddled under. He watched Bucky as the same sinking feeling climbed back into his stomach, blinking back any more tears threatening to leave his eyes again. 

Pansy. That’s what he was. Not a man, not even enough to be anybody. Nothing but a –

“Steve?” Bucky called, breaking through his clouded thoughts once more. “These are our lovely dates for this evening.” 

Steve forced himself to meet Bucky’s eyes, only to be distracted by the two girls dangling off the Sergeant’s arms. Each of them smiled at their arm candy, doe eyes scanning his chiseled features and competing for who could grin the toothiest. 

Steve stifled a laugh when he saw the lipstick between their teeth. 

Bucky gestured his locked arms to Steve. He forced a smile, sticking out a hand for the girls to shake. The girls briefly broke their focus to acknowledge him, looking down at his extended hand. Their arms only gripped tighter to Bucky, a poor attempt to save face and keep their smiles from faltering. Steve sighed, knowing this would be the beginning of the end. He retracted his hand and returned it to his coat pocket, instead nodding to both girls and giving Bucky a defeated look. 

Bucky chewed his lip, his brow knitting together at the pained look in Steve’s eyes. Turning to Bonnie, the blonde with neatly pinned curls and a pretty red dress, he wiggled free from her grasp and nodded to Steve. 

“Bonnie, this is my best guy, Steve. Steve, you ‘member Bonnie?” 

Bonnie’s strained smile didn’t reach as far as she intended it to. Her eyes stared blankly at Steve as if processing and accepting him as the fate she’d succumbed to by agreeing to be his date. Her eyes flicked over to Connie, imaginary daggers shooting straight into her friend’s chest.

This oughta be fun.

“Oh, Steve Rogers! I remember you!” She greeted in feigned excitement as she instinctively stuck out her hand to him. He gulped as he shot a quick, pleading look to Bucky, who mouthed, ‘kiss it.’ He reached his clammy hand out to hers, chapped lips meeting her delicately smooth skin. His nostrils flared, stomach churning as he inhaled her sickeningly sweet perfume. Choking back a gag, he glanced up at her as her smile turned into a subtle cringe. He looked at Bucky, whose hand around Connie’s shoulder seemed to tighten as he gnawed on his lip, the slightest bit of envy filling his gaze as it flicked from Steve to Bonnie. 

“Nice t’ meet you, doll,” Steve sighed as he dropped Bonnie’s hand, his own snaking right back into his pocket. 

“Well, now that we all know each other, how about gettin’ to Stark’s Show?” Bucky suggested. “I heard he’s gone all out this year!” 

“Yeah, it should be starting soon!” Connie added.

Bucky smiled, Steve’s heart fluttering as he gave Connie his arm and began leading the group into the middle of the Expo. Bonnie trotted along next to him, wiggling her way onto his other arm as Bucky continued to tell them about Stark, his groundbreaking inventions, and his theories on how the man alone could alter the war as they knew it. 

Steve trailed behind the trio, chuckling to himself as he listened to Bucky’s ramblings. The girls seemed to give less of a damn, bored out of their minds but hiding it better than Steve thought they would. He smirked to himself, Bucky’s excited voice taking him back to nights shared in their tiny Brooklyn apartment. The long nights they would both lie in bed, Steve forcing himself to stay awake to savor Bucky’s voice as he talked about science, books, and his theories on his favorite radio program, Avenger.

Steve would give anything for one more night like that.

As they approached the main stage, Steve's stomach rumbled. He cursed, realizing he forgot to eat again. How disappointed Bucky would be if he knew. He looked ahead to Bucky, who had turned over his shoulder with a concerned, furrowed brow. 

‘You okay?’ he mouthed. 

‘Snack,’ Steve responded as he pointed a bony thumb at the vendor next to him. Bucky nodded, his eyes lingering on Steve a second longer before returning to the girls.

Digging around for pocket change, Steve approached the vendor. The sugary scent of candied almonds and caramel corn wafted into his nose, his mouth watering as he pulled the coins out from the depths of his pockets. The girl at the booth smiled at him, all freckles and gap teeth. He ordered a small bag of almonds, his face flushing as his hand grazed hers offering the money. He swore he felt like he turned as red as her hair. 

Get it together, Rogers.

He thanked her and dove back into the ocean of people, popping a few almonds into his mouth as he wove through the bodies finding Bucky. He spotted a waving hand clad in Army green poking out of the sea of people, and he beelined for it. 

“Glad ya made it back, Stevie- er, Rogers,” Bucky fumbled, quickly glancing at both girls to see if they caught the name. 

Steve’s heart, butterflies and all, died a little bit more when Bucky corrected himself. The familiar lump in his throat and the burn in his eyes threatened to return as he tried to ignore the nickname he knew all too well. 

As Steve opened his mouth, music erupted from the loudspeakers surrounding the stage, announcing Howard Stark’s arrival as he forced one of the showgirls against his lips. His voice boomed over the music as the crowd applauded. The girls stared at the millionaire mogul in awe– Bucky included– as he introduced his latest feat of the flying car. 

Steve popped more candies into his mouth, chewing as he listened absently at the selling points of the flying car. Bonnie looked back over her shoulder, her brow twitching upon laying eyes on Steve standing behind her as if remembering he still existed. She gave him a once over before turning back to the stage, her smile and awe returning to her face as quickly as it had disappeared. He paused mid-chew, looking down at his snack. Out of the sheer good manners his mother taught him, he extended his arm over her shoulder, the bag crinkling as he offered some to his so-called ‘date.’ 

In an instant, her demeanor dropped again, she snapped her head back to him. She eyed the bag of candied almonds as her nose scrunched, recoiling as if he’d offered her a handful of garbage. He looked at her in confusion, only to be met with the same daggers she’d shot Connie earlier being fired directly at him. 

He slowly retracted his arm and looked at the candies. They were the same sugar-coated almonds he’d been eating the entire time, not some moldy science experiment. He blinked as he felt the sting return to his eyes, tears blurring his vision. The lump appeared suddenly back in his throat, thicker and heavier. He couldn’t swallow, couldn’t see, couldn’t speak.

He’d lost his appetite. 

He didn’t care about the Expo, about Stark, about the stupid flying car that didn’t seem to fly at all. He didn’t want to be there. He didn’t want to be with the girls, with the people, not even with Bucky. 

He wanted to be alone. 

He bit his quivering lip, turning on his heel as the crowd erupted again, his eyes searching for any escape route he could find. He stood up on his toes to scan over another couple behind him when he froze at the illuminated Uncle Sam poster at the back of the crowd. 

‘I WANT YOU!’

A sign. Literally and figuratively. 

If Bucky had to go, he would too. 

The candy-striped bag crumpled in his hands as he shouldered his way through the crowd, the Uncle Sam poster a beacon of light as he made his way toward the recruitment station. The closer he got, the faster his legs seemed to work, carrying him to the entryway of the station. He’d barely crossed the threshold before a heavy hand clamped down on his shoulder.

“Steve, hey, you’re kinda missin’ the point of a double date,” Bucky chided, turning Steve to face him. Hurt plagued his features as his brow knitted further, eyes searching Steve’s for an answer. 

“And I think Connie’s missin’ a mirror with all that lipstick in her teeth,” Steve shot back. 

“What the hell, Steve,” he grabbed him by the arm and pulled him out of the entryway to the side of the station, shaking him slightly, “What’s gotten into you t’night, huh?” 

Anger flooded into Steve’s veins as he grabbed Bucky’s hand and threw it off of him. He huffed, throwing the crumpled bag of wasted candies onto the ground and stomping on them.

“You don’t understand, Buck!” Steve’s voice shook, “You’ll never understand!” 

“Understand what, Steve?” Bucky gritted. 

“That if you go, I go!” 

His chest heaved as tears spilled down his cheeks. His hands shook as much as his voice as they turned into fists at his side.

“If you go to war, I go to war. If you leave, then–” he choked out a sob, “then I have nothing left! I am nothing! Without you, I’m nothing!” He sputtered, choking down air as he grabbed Bucky by the arms. “I didn’t wanna spend tonight with the girls, I wanted to spend it with you!”

He sobbed again, pulling Bucky to him. The dark green coat had dampened with the blond’s tears. Bucky stood still, arms at his side, speechless.

“It’s ‘cause I love you.” 

His confession, muffled and final, brought Bucky back to reality. He continued to cry, gasping lightly as he felt Bucky’s heavy arms slowly wrapping around him, squeezing tightly around his friend. Bucky bent his head to Steve’s, soft blond hair gracing his lips as he pressed a kiss to Steve’s head. Steve shook again and paused, slowly looking up to find Bucky’s eyes welling with tears of his own. He swallowed thickly, placing another shaky kiss on Steve’s forehead.

“I love you too, punk.” 

Bucky wrapped his arms further around Steve’s waist, hoisting him up past the tips of his toes as he brought the blond to his lips. All of the air left Steve’s lungs, his eyes gaping widely as Bucky pushed into him. Bucky’s arms held onto Steve tightly, keeping him stable as his head spun wildly. Steve pushed into the kiss, locking his arms around Bucky’s neck. His fingers carded into the Sergeant’s hair, nearly knocking his hat off. Steve couldn’t help but grin at the soft moan he elicited from Bucky’s chest, savoring every second before Bucky broke from him. 

Bucky placed Steve gently back on the ground. Steve sniffled, shaking his head as his mouth floundered to find anything to say. Bucky struggled too, reaching for Steve’s hand before he suddenly froze.

“Bucky? Bucky! Are we still going dancing?” Connie called. Bucky snapped to attention, turning on his heel and putting on his best ‘I didn't just kiss my best friend’ face. 

“Y-yes! Of course, ladies!” He responded, his facade dissipating the instant he turned back to Steve. Concern dotted his features, making Steve’s heart pound harder. 

“Look, Stevie, make me one promise,” He pleaded, gathering Steve’s hands into his own, “Wait for me, will ya?” 

Steve’s face fell. Confusing, hurt, all boiling in his blood, spilling over into the mess of emotions he felt swirling in his head. This is all Bucky could say after that? 

“What do y’mean, Bucky? I’m going in there to enlist. I’m going to fight. If you go, I go!”

Bucky faltered, grip loosening on Steve’s hands. He licked his lips, weight shifting as he glanced over his shoulders. Nobody paid them any mind, not even the girls. He turned back to Steve and set his jaw. 

“Steve, this is war. This isn’t some back alley fight where I’m gonna come save your sorry ass again. There’re jobs here! You can stay at the apartment or work for the pharmacy. You can–”

“I can, what, work in the factories? Collect scrap metal until God says when?” He yanked his hands away from Bucky’s hold. 

“Why not? It’s safe! It means you’ll be here! It means I won’t have to worry about you–”

“Bucky!” Steve’s voice boomed, snapping Bucky’s attention back to him. He silently fumed, biting his lip to speak any further. He felt like he drew blood when Steve reached for his hands this time. His small palms paled in comparison to Bucky’s, but he managed to hold them as well as Bucky held his. He tugged at Bucky’s fingers, commanding the Sergeant to look at him. 

“There are men laying down their lives ‘nd I got no right to do anything less than them, less than you. This isn’t about me, or you, or anyone, or anything. This is about doing what’s right,” he said. His thumbs ran over Bucky’s knuckles, gracing the veins in his

hands he’d studied so many times before when he drew in his sketchbook.

Bucky scoffed. “And you got nothing to prove, huh?”

“Sarge!” Bonnie’s voice rang. “We goin’ dancing or what?”

Bucky gritted a sigh through his teeth, plastering another fake smile once more. 

“Yes, we are!” 

Steve blanched, letting go of Bucky’s hands and crossing them over his chest.

Bucky turned back to Steve, who stood with a shoulder to him, side-eyeing the Sergeant with hurt in his eyes. Bucky could tell Steve’s lip was quivering no matter how hard he bit down on it.

Bucky dropped his head, knowing it would be the last time he’d see Steve. He shook his head, looking for the right words to part with in light of their newly confessed love.

“Promise me one thing then,” he requested, pulling Steve into a hug. His arm slung around his shoulders, patting him as Steve mimicked his motions almost half-heartedly. 

“What?” His voice muffled into Bucky’s shoulder.

“Don’t do anything stupid ‘til I get back.”

Bucky released him from the hug, turning to leave for the girls when, Steve stopped him, grabbing him by the tie. His bony, nimble fingers reached up, straightening the silk fabric, smoothing down his lapel, and fixing the gold buttons donning it. He smiled weakly, looking up at the Bucky one last time. 

“How can I? You’re taking all the stupid with ya.”

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Thursday, November 21 - Friday, November 22

Buffy: Were you born this big a pain in the ass? Spike: What can I tell you, baby? I've always been bad.

~~Fool for Love~~

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Doyle is the real hero (Cordelia/Doyle, T) by DanaNick82

Never Fade Away (Buffy/Angel, NR) by elejahfanfic

[Chaptered Fiction]

Winters into Summers, Chapter 1 (OC, NR) by Iris_Dietrich

Buffy & Angel: the Series { Part One }, Chapter 1 (Buffy/Angel, M) by crowncitydreams

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Lucidity, Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Soulburnt

Loop, Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by simmony

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Little Light, Chapter 18 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Melme1325

Stiff Pole, Chapter 8 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by scratchmeout

True Love Won't Desert You, Chapter 7 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by CheekyKitten

Perfect Clarity, Chapter 10 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Joan963z, Ragini

Unholy Matrimony, Chapter 15 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by CheekyKitten

Bend in the Road, Chapter 4 (Crossover with The Morning Show, FR13) by AsarStar

Banacek.Alexander, Chapter 19 (Crossover with Banacek, FR21) by xanfu

What the Drabble? Vol. 2, Chapter 92 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by VeroNyxK84

Eyes Forward, Monster, Chapter 9 (Buffy/Spike, AO) by Desicat

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[b0wie-st4rdust]

Oh???? Another person with an AU and their own versions of the Rogues? Which ones you got because I want to know EVERYTHING about them.

OKAY SO I have a list of Rogues that are gonna be in my AU and the list is a bit Long, some of these character still need to be fully shaped, but Asking Question about them is probably gonna help, so feel free to ask about any of them (Also I'm trying to organise the whole thing)

Characters:

Leader of Crime Organizations and people attached to it:

The Penguin - Oswald Cobblepot

Flamingo - Edouardo Flamingo

Music Meister - Darius (Cobblepot) Chapel

Carmine "The Roman" Falcone (and his family)

Sal "The Boss" Maroni (and his family)

Black Mask

Talon and the Court of Owls

Ra's Al Ghul, Talia Al Ghul and the league of Assassin

Mother - Christian Cain

The Big Ones (Very Important to the General Plot):

Joker - ???

Harley Quinn - Harleen Quinzel

Riddler - Edward Nygma

Two Face - Harvey Dent / Harv'

Poison Ivy - Pamela Isley

The Scarecrow - Jonathan Crane

(AU OC) The Mania - Marlene McCree

(AU OC) The Mourning Dove - Bo Hawkins

Dr. Hugo Strange and Dr. Jeremiah Arkham

The Others (some Still important):

Catwoman - Selina Kyle

Magpie - Margaret Pye

(AU OC) Soda Can - Cheryl Lee (Later Cheryl Chapel Lee)

Punchline - Alexis Kaye

Jester - Duela Jones (Joker Daughter in comics)

Mad Hatter - Jervis Tetch

Victor Zsasz

(AU OC) Madame - Camilla Shelley

Jane Doe - ???

Professor Pyg - Lazlo Valentin

DollMaker+Dollhouse - Barton Mathis and Matilda Mathis

Mister Camera - Alexander Gillian

The Eraser - Leonardo Fiasco

Man-Bat - Dr. Kirk Langstrom

Killer Croc - Waylon Jones

Orca - Dr. Grace Balin

Bane - ???

Firefly - Garfield Lynns

Anarky - Lonnie Machin

Ratcatcher (s) - Otis Flanegan and Cleo Flanegan

Clayface - Basil Karlo

Calendar Girl - Paige Monroe

Roxy Rocket - Roxanne Sutton

Baby Doll - Mary Dahl

Cluemaster - Arthur Brown

Clock King - William Tockman

Calendar King - Julian Day

The Calculator - Noah Kuttler

Bookworm - A.S Scarlet

King Tut - William Yasser

Catman - Thomas Blake

Lord Death Man - Tetsuo Fujiwara

Kite Man - Charles "Chuck" Brown

Mister Bloom - ???

Solomon Grundy - Cyrus Gold

Ventriloquist - Arnold Wesker

Character that I want to add but need to do more research on them:

Professor Achilles Milo

White Rabbit - Jaina Hudson

The Carpenter - Jenna Duffy

Cornelius Stirk

Toymaker - Cosmo Krank

Crime Doctor - Bradform Thorne

D.A.V.E

The Designer - ???

Deadshot - Floyd Lawton

Doctor Phosphorus - Dr. Alexander Sartorius

Ten Eyed Man - Philip Reardon (The Spooky Version)

Spellbinder - Charles Dante

Lady Arkham - Victoria Arkham

Merrymaker - Dr. Byron Meredith 

Onomatopoeia

Polka Dot Man - Abner Krill

Killer Moth - Drury Walker

(and Captain Boomerang if I am peer pressured enough)