#been a hot minute since i watched tm but every now and then i remember hightower and go OUGH............

[taniushka12]

i wish the mentalist was more popular here for many reasons but one of them bc theres literally nobody else i know that ships the jane/lisbon/hightower ot3 and i Know they'd be good,,,,

[forever-more-never-again]

Light and Dark (Part Three)

Summary: What changes would occur if there were Two Avatars during Aang’s adventures? One that has a connection to the banished Fire lord Prince?

Word Count: 1627

Pairings: Zuko X Avatar!Reader, Aang X Avatar!Reader, Platonic!Katara X Reader, Platonic!Sokka X Reader, Platonic!Toph X Reader

Warnings: Mentions of angst

A/n: We meet a minor character that everyone should remember

Part One / Part Two

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It took a few minutes, but eventually you were in the saddle atop Appa flying through the air with the rest of the Gang.

Aang sat on his head, glancing back at you every so often in concern. You sat on one side while Katara, Sokka and Toph sat on the other side. 

You were emotionally drained after your confrontation with General Iroh. Dragon of the West. 

“So. Where are we going exactly?”

Aang spoke up from his seat, “We’re gonna find a small village to lay low for a while. Don’t worry about it [Y/n]. We’ll figure all of this out. I have faith in us.”

Aang turned and you saw the spark of truth in his grey eyes. Feeling heat creep up your neck, you quickly looked away, out over the clouds sailing past.

You heard movement from beside you, and turned to see Sokka stretching out, his head now near your crossed legs.

“Um.” Was your eloquent wording.

Sokka Smiled up at you, and you were immensely grateful that he was quick to warm up to you, unlike his sister and Toph.

“Oh hey [Y/n]. Come here often?” And then he did a ridiculous wave with his eyebrows.

You snorted, bringing a hand up to try and stifle it but more giggles burst past your lips and soon you and Sokka were both laughing.

Faintly, you picked up some quiet chuckles from Aang.

“Stop messing around guys. We’re in Fire Nation territory. Do you want to be caught because someone looked up at a laughing cloud?” Katara’s icy cold voice cut through the light atmosphere.

Sokka looked over at his sister, a hint of disappointment on his face.

Katara looked away, her arms crossed, a frown on her face.

In an attempt to dissuade a sibling fight, you hummed in acknowledgement, “You’re right Katara. I’m sorry I was careless.”

Her blue eyes flew back over to you and you saw the shock in them. You hadn’t expected that to hurt as much as it did though.

True you had only been apart of this group for a handful of days, but you had already grown close to Sokka and Aang and hoped to be friends with Katara and Toph.

After all those years on the run, it was nice to be with a set of people and let them in.

“Alright. We’re going down.”

At Aang’s words, everyone grabbed the sides of the saddle as the giant sky bison slowly descended into a wooded area.

Once on solid grown, you slid down and wobbled when your feet made contact with the ground.

Before your face could get reactuanted with dirt, hands wrapped around your waist and stabilized you.

That’s how you found yourself face to face with a red faced Air Bender.

His hands flew to his sides like they had been burned as he opened and closed his mouth a few times.

“Thank you for catching me.” You smiled softly at the teen.

One hand went to rub the back of his neck and he mumbled something before rushing back to finish unloading the saddle.

Confused slightly by his behaviour, you brushed it off as you watched Sokka laugh and kiss a black sword he called his ‘Moonbeam’. Which made your mind go somewhere dirty and you covered your giggles by coughing.

“The Village is a few miles that way.” You jumped with a shriek at the voice that came from right next to you.

Hand on your chest you glared at Toph even though she couldn’t see it.

She seemed unfazed by your freakout, and remained stone faced as she pointed South.

Aang walked up on the other side of you, “Yeah that’s what I spotted from up above. It looks pretty small, but not small enough that we’ll draw attention to ourselves.”

Breathing deeply, you shouldered your courage, and your bag, and began walking, “I guess we’ll see what happens when we get there.”

Silence descended as your group walked under shaded trees. Listening to bird songs and lizard chirps.

You found yourself walking behind everyone. Noticing the quick glances Katara would occasionally give you, showing her unease at having you at her back.

Aang drifted towards you after a short conversation with Toph and Sokka that you couldn’t hear.

“So.”

You looked at him from the corner of your eyes. His tattoos were once again covered by a headband, his dark hair covering the rest of his head.

“You want to talk about the whole Avatar thing. But honestly, I have no clue...and I’m scared Aang.” Your last words came out in a whisper, barely a breath.

You knew Aang heard you though by the way he stiffened ever so slightly and his hand twitched like he wanted to comfort but didn’t want to overstep.

Instead, he ended up clasping his hands together behind his head, staring ahead at the others, “I know we don’t have a lot of answers [Y/n], but we should go over what we do know so we can figure it out.”

Closing your eyes for a moment, you thought back over the events that led you to your current position.

“So we know that you’re the true Avatar.”

Your statement startled Aang and he opened his mouth, but before he could argue, you shook your head and met his grey eyes head on, “You know it’s true Aang. I’m not supposed to be here. Simple as that. I’m only a- a multi bender because some dark spirit got released.”

You struggled with calling yourself an Avatar and settled with Multi Bender. Because that’s what you truly were, weren’t you. The Avatar was someone merged with the spirit of Raava not Vaatu, like you were.

“Let’s not forget, Avatar Roku said it was a sign of change. And that you can control how Vaatu merges with your soul.” 

You were thankful Aang didn’t argue with you, but his words brought a round of nausea through you.

“Yeah. And I feel like I might have already screwed up.”

At Aang’s curious glance, you sighed and elaborated, “How I reacted to General Iroh and my past...that wasn’t all just me. I could feel Vaatu coursing through me, feeding my anger, stoking it higher.” Your tone was dejected, and you couldn’t look at Aang anymore as you felt the shame of your actions.

A gentle touch on your arm had you startling and looking back at the Air Bender.

A soft smile graced his lips and you felt the sudden urge to hide behind your hands but at the same time protect that smile with everything you had.

“[Y/n], you can’t beat yourself over that. You acted rashly, but you can choose how you react from now on. And with us beside you,” he gestured ahead to where Sokka was teasing Toph and Katara was shaking her head good naturedly at them, “I know you can achieve great things!”

Aang’s words of encouragement had your breath catching in your throat. You felt hot tears sting your eyes but you refused to allow them to fall.

This was a first for you. People believing in you, having your back.

Sure Prince Zuko had been there for you when you were a simple servant and child in the royal palace, but this was different.

These people had no reason to be this nice and understanding, and yet here was Aang, smiling softly at you, his hand gently holding your arm as if to cement you into the moment.

Which was broken when a cry rose out from in front of you.

“We’re here!” 

Looking ahead, you saw sunlight illuminating some rooftops as the village came closer into focus.

As you entered the village, you villagers glaring distrustfully, and ushering their kids into their houses.

Lowering your voice, you whispered to Aang, “It doesn’t look like they get strangers that often.”

Aang frowned, head going back and forth watching the villagers, “Something’s wrong here.”

As you reached the center of the village, you saw an elderly woman pulling up a bucket of water from a well.

As she bent over to shoulder a wooden pole with a bucket filled on each side, you rushed forward and gently took it from her grasp.

She gasped but then smiled at you from her hunched position, “Why thank you dearie.”

You smiled back at the grandmotherly woman. Even slightly hunched from age, the woman had an eerie beauty to her with her long gray hair and cloudy gray eyes.

Looking behind you, her eyes widened at the sight of the other four, “My my. Travelers? We barely get any this time of year. Come come, Hama here runs a small inn where you can rest.”

Waving a gnarled, age spot riddled hand, she turned and began hobbling towards the edge of the village.

Shrugging at everyone, you hoisted the water buckets up and began following the lady.

Soon you were all walking close together following the woman. Katara was on your left next to Aang as well.

Whispering, her voice laced with concern, “Should we be trusting this woman so early on? We know nothing about her or the village.”

A hoarse laugh caught you off guard.

Realizing that a small cottage style house stood before you and you were on the doorstep, Hama turned around, her eyes glinting in the sun.

“Just because I’m old doesn’t mean I have bad hearing.” She tapped the side of her head playfully.

Katara flushed, and you tensed, ready to run at the first sign of danger.

Looking intently at Katara, Hama said something that sent all of you reeling.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen another waterbender besides myself.”

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[cynthiaandsamus]

Game Blondes Crystal Clear Nuzlocke Part 1!

“Hey I’m blonde!”

“…I’m also blonde.”

“AND WE’RE THE GAME BLONDES!!”

(Game Blondes Logo by @game-overture)

“…okay so what the heck is this?” Samus stared at the screen with a grumble.”

“Okay so remember when we played that Wonderlocke for Pokemon Y? We’ll be doing something similar here, well YOU’LL be doing something similar here, a Champion playing a pokemon game might be a bit overkill. But essentially this is a romhack of the original Johto games.”

“A romhack? Like AM2R? I love that game!”

“Loved, it’s gone now, but yeah, essentially. So the premise is you can freely roam both the Kanto and Johto regions without any roadblocks or plot to get in the way of getting your badges. Battles scale for your number of badges so you can do everything in any order you want. It’s designed to give the maximum freedom possible with playing the Generation 2 games, we’ll get into some of the specifics later.”

“Hmmm, well I’m already a Champion of the Kalos region from playing Y, so this should be easy now.” Samus cracked her knuckles.

“Yeah well keep in mind the later games are a bit easier, Generations 1 and 2 are where the big boys play. No Mega Evolutions, no Affection bonuses, most gym leaders have more than three pokemon, we’ll see how you do.”

“…way to fill me with confidence…” Samus sighed.

“As far as the rules, same Nuzlocke rules as the Wonderlocke, you can only catch the first pokemon per new area, and anything that faints is dead to you. Only difference between this and the Wonderlocke is there is no Wonder Trade so you get what you get. Might as well start the game though, there’s a tutorial I believe.”

“Alright so you can start with either Kanto or Johto regions, everyone starts with Kanto so I’ll go against the grain and pick Johto. Next is gender… huh, so you can pick whatever sprite regardless of gender, that’s nice. Think I’ll go with the girl and make her blue, sounds good for me.”

“Wow! Look at all these starters!”

(Mun Note: Shuckle is also an option, this pic may be outdated)

“How do I even start to pick?” Samus grumbled.

“Well since you said you want to go against the grain I’d suggest starting with a pokemon that’s not already a starter in any normal game, so that cuts out Bulbasaur, Charmander, Squirtle, Pikachu, Eevee, Cyndaquil, Totodile and Chikarita.”

“Well Magmar and Electabuzz are pretty cool…”

“True, but they’re also babies. You can’t get their third stage in this game and they’re stuck as babies until they evolve at level 30, until then their stats are pretty trash which isn’t great for a nuzlocke…”

“Hmmm true, so I can probably cut out the babies too…”

“Magikarp, Ditto, Shuckle, Unown and Smeargle are mostly for challenge runs so I wouldn’t advise it…”

“So that leaves Psyduck, Slowpoke, Seel, Growlithe, Houndour, Ponyta, Voltorb and Porygon…”

“Narrowing it down to eight’s not bad.” Cynthia smirked and put her hand on Samus’s shoulder.

“Fuck it, Porygon needs more love after the whole seizure thing. It’s a good balanced pokemon to start off with and should be pretty solid.”

“It does have a good movepool, feel free. Plus it comes with the Amulet Coin to get you more money right off the bat.”

“Porygon it is! My god is this whole episode just going to be us picking our characters? What is this a Dark Souls stream?”

“Not yet anyway.”

“…please don’t scare me like that.” Samus shivered. “Anyway, picking blue for the pokegear and item pack, looks like we finally got to the tutorial… oh god who let this guy be a pokemon professor?”

“What, you’ve never heard of Professor Shockslayer? Shut up, he’s trying to explain the game.”

“So basically what you said about free roaming and stuff scaling with badges, and I can rechallenge gyms if I want too, that’s pretty neat. Some stuff about music settings and shiny rates, that’s all good but not something I need. There’s non-canon secrets tucked away so I’ll have to be on the lookout for those.”

“Some pokemon areas have been shuffled around too so you can obtain all 251 pokemon in some way.”

“Isn’t there like over 1000 pokemon though?”

“This is generation 2, simpler times.”

“Many regular encounters are resettable by beating the Elite Four, good to know but again not something I’ll probably need. And every TM is purchaseable in the TM mart once I get enough badges.”

“Oh yeah, unlike Y TMs aren’t reusable, so you can buy them but they’re one use, sounds like a fair compromise.”

“That doesn’t sound fair to my wallet!” Samus huffed. “Oh! I can have pokemon follow me too, that’s pretty cool! And now we can finally start the game!”

“It’s okay, we’ll make this episode a little longer since we’re just starting out.” Cynthia chuckled, watching Samus dive in.

“Okay so Porygon needs a nickname, I’m thinking… Polly.”

“Polly? You know Porygon are genderless right?”

“Well she identifies as a female okay?”

“Porygon said Trans Rights!”

Samus laughed as she put in the name, shaking her head. “Alright let’s get going~

“So if you have a Porygon named Polly that’s a pokemon, a pocket monster….”

“…don’t say it.”

“Does that make her Polly Pocket?”

“FUCK! Your bad puns are going to get us sued! Lemme just run into this tall grass and shit. Awww look, Polly’s following me, how cute!”

“Anyway the Professor says I need at least one badge before he’ll give me shit, so I’ll just go find some pokemon and start building. …great a Rattata.”

“Hey at least you start with some pokeballs to catch it with.”

“Why do I want a rat!?” Samus growled. “WHAT!? He broke out of the ball twice!? That motherfucking rat get in my balls you little shit!!I only have five pokeballs and I wasted three of them catching a fucking rat!”

“Two pokemon’s always better than one.” Cynthia shrugged.

“I guess… let’s just keep going, what should I name it. It’s purple, so I’ll name it Verde.”

“Verde means green…”

“I’M NAMING IT VERDE!!!” Samus huffed. “Fuck, the very next encounter was a Hoothoot, that would’ve been so much better…”

“Oh hey there’s a route up there, you can try again.”

“Hmmm shit there’s a battle, Polly got two levels from freezing that Ponyta solid, let’s try Verde versus this Pikachu of the same level.”

“…well Verde’s dead.”

RIP Verde:  Lv. 3 – Lv. 3, Route 29- Route 46

“Well that’s great, first battle and I already have a casualty… at least Polly finished it up handily.”

“And this is why we didn’t pick a Baby starter.”

“Oh hey, a Geodude though, that’s a much more useful Pokemon. Alright, a critical hit and a quick capture. It’s a female so what to name it… it’s a female Geodude so “Dudette”.”

“How creative…”

“Are you here to help or make snarky comments?”

“Snarky comments, to much help from a Champion would be cheating.” Cynthia chuckled.

“Well with one dead rat, one living N64 sprite and a boulder, I’ve made it to the next town. I can go anywhere from here huh? I could go back up to Route 46 and see what’s up there or continue from Cherrygrove here along the normal path… let’s keep it safe for now and take the north path, get some more pokemon. I already have one dead pokemon so no time to take risks…”

“Oh wow it’s a Poliwag! That’s really cool for this early on!”

“I love Poliwag! Let’s catch it!” Samus grinned. “Oh fuck thank god, I forgot to buy more balls and Poliwag got in my last one… but that just makes me even more mad that I wasted three balls on a rat that died five minutes later!!”

“Can’t win them all, especially in a Nuzlocke.” Cynthia shook her head.

“Well at least I have a couple good pokemon now, got a good water-type to cover some of my bases. I really need a Town Map though, where’s Gary’s hot-ass sister?”

“…in Kanto.”

“FUCK!”

“Well your map is built into your pokenav now so you’re fine.”

“Good, well anyway lemme name this Poliwag… it’s got a swirl on its tummy, like a spiral, spiral power… Shimon, yeah let’s go with that.”

“Who the hell do you think he is!?”

“Going back to the Mart and getting some more pokeballs and two antidotes, I’ve heard Nuzlocke horror stories about poisoned pokemon, not taking any chances. OH SHIT IT’S YOUNGSTER JOEY! He’s got the best Rattata in the world! I’ve seen the memes.”

“…he sure went down easy.”

“I guess the best Rattata in the world is no match for a lower-tier Geodude.” Samus chuckled nervously. “Alright, next route up, found a Gastly and caught it! Since it’s a Ghost I’ll call him Danny. And let’s see, going into the Dark Cave right now is possible, but going in there blind would be insane, so let’s not do that and just go to Violet City.”

“Well we’ve got a gym in Violet City, this is where Falkner and Sprout Tower are for you to explore.”

“Yeah, but you know what the fun part of this romhack is? FUCK IT! We’re going straight to Goldenrod! Let’s go! Road Trip! Let’s see, got the Rock Smash TM from this dude, onto Route 35, got a Drowzee, naming it Yume~”

“Yume huh? Doesn’t that mean Dream?”

“Yup! I know some of my languages and stuff!” The bounty hunter giggled. “Got a Spinarak on Route 36 and named it Peter. Man I am just burning through this routes, though feels like I’m running in circles. Oh hey, this dude gave me a Magnet cause it’s Sunday!”

“We’re recording this at like 11:45pm so you almost missed that by like 15 minutes…”

“Well got a Hoothoot on Route 37, named Hooters of course. I planned to go to Goldenrod but I’m in Ecruteak now, such is the nature of Road Trips.”

“You have no idea where you’re going and you have a fucking map, open world exploration was a terrible idea for someone like you…” Cynthia sighed.

“Well wherever I’m going I found the National park and caught a Psyduck named Headahce.”

“Watching you burn through this game with no regard to story and just catching things left and right is hurting my heart…”

“Hey who’s this guy feeding the ducks in the national park? DOOM? That doesn’t sound like a normal name… This must be one of those non-canon secrets the tutorial was talking about… does he have a super strong pokemon that’s gonna take my team out?”

“Only one way to find out…”

“Apparently if I lose I have to pay for his lunch. He says he only has Ponyta… HOLY SHIT HE HAS A SHINY PONYTA!!”

“I can’t catch that right?”

“That would be stealing.”

“FUCK! I want it! It’s a blue flaming horse! That shit’s so cool! It’s not very strong though… he says he’ll pay for my lunch instead now and there’s a place in Goldenrod he goes to for lunch… guess that’s where we’re going next! We’ll go to Goldenrod after all!”

“Better go stop off at Ecruteak again to heal up before you go, you’ve walked like halfway across Johto and you’ve only been playing an hour, this is fucking with my head.”

“Alright, gonna make a pit stop and then we’re heading to Goldenrod to check out this restaurant… NEXT TIME ON GAME BLONDES!”

Samus’s Journey So far:

Samus’s Current Team:

[cchellacat]

Vacation (Part 2 of It’s Not A Cuddle)

Love All The Marvel Ships Challenge 

Day Nine ~ Hanging Out With Friends

She stared Steve down as he locked his jaw and gave her that judgmental holier than thou frowny face. God, the guy was such a disapproving stick in the mud sometimes.  She bet he shit in red white and blue too, the sanctimonious party pooper.   They didn’t come any more Apple Pie than good old Captain America.  But Darcy had had enough, this was her home too, technically it was her home first. Not that Rogers had figured that out yet.  She knew the others had and she also knew the pool down in security was pushing ten thousand at this point on when he would find out.  

“Bucky’s got a long road of recovery ahead, he needs quiet, not your usual brand of disturbance Darcy. I know you’re a good person, that you’ll respect my position in this.  Just keep your distance for a while, I think your behaviour is confusing him.”

Darcy mentally counted to ten, then ten again and just for good measure started reciting the periodic table too.  She would not lose her temper in a pointless argument with Captain Righteous.  Except the other part of her brain, the Stark part was screaming in the back of her head to taser him in the balls.

“Look Steve.  I know you mean well, but Bucky’s a big boy, he can use his words just fine.  If he doesn’t want me around, he can tell me himself, but I am not abandoning him just because you’re jealous.”

Steve glared down at her while she sneered back.

“I have no interest in you Miss Lewis.”

“I never said you did. I’m not blind and this isn’t 1940 anymore.  You’re losing your cool because your BAE has been flirting with me nonstop since I gave him a ‘Welcome Back, Glad You’re Not Brainwashed’, cupcake back in June.”

“I am not jealous Miss Lewis, Bucky is like a brother to me.”

“Sure you aren’t, and the Lannister’s were just siblings too, doesn’t mean they didn’t bang like rabbits.”  

Her sarcasm was so thick she could probably cut it with a knife.

Steve went a brilliant shade of puce and stalked away.  

Darcy watched him go and wrinkled her nose.  This was getting ridiculous; the guy had a massive bug up his butt about Bucky spending so much time with her.  What he needed was to pull the stick out of his ass and have some fun.  When she really thought about, all of them could use a little down time.  When was the last time any of them had had a vacation?  Probably not since before the Mandarin had blown up the house in Malibu.  Darcy hums to herself as she makes her way down to Tony’s workshop.

“Hey Pop, Peter.  What you doing?”

Tony was elbow deep in a piece of machinery and Peter was hanging upside down from the ceiling peering at whatever their dad was pointing out to him with an expression of awe.

“Just some adjustments for the engine we’re putting together”

“Cool, you building a car as some sort of father son bonding exercise?”

Tony and Peter shared an identical look of mischief and Darcy felt the hair on the back of her head rise in warning.  That was never good, the last time they had worked on something there had been doppelgangers popping in and out through portals to alternate universes, the clean up on that mess had been a bitch.  As always it had landed in her lap to deal with the fall out.  On the other hand, it had been really sweet getting to meet her counterpart in another world. In that one she was happily married to one James Buchannan Barnes with a baby on the way.  She really hoped it worked out for them, they seemed really happy together.

That world had been running a little ahead time wise though, so she figured her own delectable Mr Barnes and she had plenty of time to get their romance on the way to happily ever after, or at least she had till Captain Cockblock started lurking around every time she managed to get some alone time with him.

There was a clunk and spark from the table the boys were messing with which brought her attention back to the possible trouble the two were no doubt brewing.

“Do I have to call Mom and tell her you guys are “Up To Something” again?”

Twin looks of terror washed across their faces and the curl of satisfaction in Darcy’s gut turned her grin wicked.

“Darcy, light of my life, child of my heart, what can dear old dad do to keep you from ratting me out to Pepper?”

The look of delighted triumph that sprang up told Tony he was going to regret offering almost cart blanch for whatever scheme his daughter had concocted this time.

“Can the new house in Malibu be ready for guests this time next week?”

“Why?”

“I think the Avengers and their various support staff and significant others could really do with a vacation, some family time to recharge after the craptastic year and half we’ve had.  I’ll even arrange some cover for a week with Xavier. What do you say, family Va-kay?”

Tony let go a long suffering sigh and gave her ‘The Look’ TM.

“I’m not gonna get out of this am I?”

“Nope.”

“Fine, but if Barton breaks anything it’s coming out of your allowance.”

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“Bucky, are we cuddling again?”

For a long minute he just continues to hold her close, tucked into his arms protectively.  She squirms a little till he slackens his hold enough for her to look up and check his eyes.  Well that’s good, no Winter Soldier today, but something must have triggered him, he’d been doing much better in the month since she’d dropped Sam in that vat of goo.

“Umm, sorry Darcy.”  He shrugs a little and goes to step back but the squishy part of her heart has just been bent out of shape again and she wraps her arms around his waist and buries her nose in his chest.

“No sorry’s allowed Bucky-Bear.  We can hug now it’s fine, I like cuddles, remember?” Her playful tone has him slipping his arms around her again and she melts into his embrace.  

They stand that way for a few minutes, leaning into each other.  It’s the strangest way a guy has ever come onto her in her life, but she’s learning to appreciate these odd moments when Bucky just seems to need an anchor.  

For whatever reason, almost as soon as he’s been brought to the Tower, it was Darcy who had been his focus when the world around him got to be too much.  Natasha thought it was because Darcy was the least threatening looking person there, Clint was adamant that Darcy just looked like the softest most cuddly woman imaginable and that Barnes was probably a boob man.  Tony had got a pinched look on his face and told her that she probably reminded Barnes of the pin ups the guys back in the day would have postcards of, that the familiarity was a comfort.  To be honest she could see the merit in all the answers, it was probably a combination of the three.  Also, bonus for her because he was an absolute snack.  Who wouldn’t want to be wrapped up in the embrace of a six-foot super soldier with muscles like that?  Just being around him gave her the shivers, the good kind, and his eyes were a thing of beauty.  Anytime he had her caged in his arms she felt safe and warm and was tempted to start purring like a kitten.

The only thing stopping her from moving things forward was Captain “I can do this all day” Rogers.  Every time it seemed like Bucky was going to go in for a real, honest to goodness kiss the Captain would show up and she’d be back at square one.

Well, she was going to fix that.  She had plans to make, lots of villain level plans that were going to get her laid, damn it. All she needed was the house in Malibu, Sharon Carter and a little favour from Fury.  

“What are you plotting, Doll?  I can almost hear the wheels turning in you brain.”

“How would you feel about a little sun, some time by the pool and me in a bikini?”

“Sounds like a plan. How are you gonna pull it off?”

“I have my ways.”

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  A week later Darcy settled into the hot tub and was quickly pulled onto Bucky’s knee.  One arm held her securely over her waist and the other handed her a drink.  She snuggled back and bit her lip as he nuzzled into her neck and placed tiny kisses at the juncture of her shoulder, sweet mother of Thor she could get used to this.  Everything had went off without a hitch.  Currently Fury had sent Steve and Sharon undercover for a month, a conveniently timed operation in Russia.  Without the good Captain to muck up her plans the rest of the Avengers had all headed to Malibu and the new house to take some vacation days.  

Everyone looked happy and relaxed.  Clint and Laura and the kids were by the pool, the kids getting a swimming lesson from Sam.  Laura was snuggled into Clint’s side on the double lounger as the archer read a book.

Peter, MJ and Ned were playing volley ball on the beach a little way down with Tony, Pepper and Happy.

Natasha was lying on a lounger, Bruce happily rubbing lotion into her back, they’d been doing that for a while now and no one was about to mention it or even raise an eyebrow.

Across the hot tub from them, Thor and Jane were enjoying a little cuddle time of their own.  

Sipping on her Mojito as Bucky’s fingers skimmed the edge of her bikini bottoms Darcy felt like everything had fallen into place nicely.  This was exactly what they had needed.  Just a nice relaxing time away from New York, the whole gang getting the chance to hang out together without the usual pressures and stresses of every day Avenging business.  

Without Steve to cock block her at every turn Bucky been in had every night since they arrived.  With both of them able to relax they had fallen into a nice routine of going to bed early and getting up late.  This morning had been especially good, waking up in his arms and exchanging sleepy kisses he had told her he loved her and then he’d shown her just how much with as much enthusiasm as he could.  

“We should do this every year Darcy.”  Bucky told her she traced her fingers over the plates in his arm.

“What, get Steve sent off for a month?”  she throws him a cheeky grin, the responding smile and chuckle and the sweet kiss he plants on her cheek brings a swell of happiness in her heart.

“No, just this, spend time together as a family, just hanging out, having fun.  Think everyone needed it, even you Doll.  You haven’t pranked anyone once since we got here.”

“Well I did promise Tony not to break anything.”

“And I know you’re more than capable of coming up with ways to inconvenience people without property damage.”

“Tony would disagree, he had to rip out the whole air filtration system at the tower three months ago on account of the number of glitter bombs that I’ve set off.”

“You never did tell me where you had Fury send Steve?”

The feral smile that graces her lips makes his cock twitch.

“Well…..  you remember that Sharon’s been working with Interpol on infiltrating a Russian human trafficking ring?  I had Fury send her Steve to help out.  Right now, he’ll be sitting in a brothel in St Petersburg which is being used as a front for illegal money laundering and weapons distribution. Sharon said she’d send him in as a customer, you know, get him a regular girl and turn an asset for them.”

Bucky choked on his drink then threw his head back and laughed.  She giggled right along with him, the thought of Steve stuck in that situation gave her a ridiculous level of satisfaction.

“Doll, I love you, don’t ever change.”

“I love you too soldier.”

He kissed her then, right in front of everyone.  The wolf whistle from Clint had her flipping him off while she closed her eyes and sank into Bucky’s warmth.

Best.  Vacation.  Ever.

NEXT

@captain-rogers-beard

[kazosa]

Secrets - SoA: Chapter 4

Summary: Reader has lived in a life full of secrets. When her father dies unexpectedly and sends her on a trip all over the country, she finds out just how much like her father she really is. The end of her trip brings her to Charming, CA where she finally gets some big pieces of her family puzzle put back in place and form new relationships with the people there. Chapter 4: Normal day at the office Warnings: language, teasing A/N: If it wasn’t clear before, this takes place after the events of the final episode, so SPOILERS Word Count:   2300 Tags: @telford-ortiz-teller  @sam-samcro  @tstieff  @yourcroweater  @kacilove26  @hiddlelove

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     The ride to TM was short and quiet. You could feel a noticeable change in Chibs. You supposed it had to do with appearing professional and not like he’d spent the night with you in his bed. He pulled up to the office door to let you off and he went to his usual spot to park. It looked like you were the first ones to arrive. There were no other bikes in the lot and you were fairly certain that the MC were the only ones that worked at TM. You stood by the office door as you waited for Chibs to come over.      “Dah’lin, are you going to need help with anything? I can get the prospects in to help,” he offered as he unlocked the door.      He let you step inside after he glanced around the office interior. The boxes seemed less daunting than you’d remembered. “It depends on how well it’s all organized. If it’s all neat and tidy, you won’t even need me to go through it. If it’s a mess, I’m gonna need at least one person.”      You opened one of the boxes marked “Inventory” and scanned the contents. There were some files that were in disarray, but not too bad. You checked the other boxes and that was when you’d made your decision.      “One helper ought to do. This isn’t bad. It’s not a big mess, but it could be better. Do you have a way to scan these in to the computer? It would be better to have this all digital. Paper files are difficult to organize,” you asked.      Chibs’ blank stare gave you all the answer you needed. Maybe you would need two people after all…      “Okay. I’ll get started. I’ll figure it out,” you assured him.      He looked relived for a moment and was going to start opening the shop, but you stopped him before he stepped out.      “Hey, Chibs,” you called. He turned slightly and looked over his shoulder at you, “What do you want from me?”      He let go of the handle and turned to you. “Wha’ do ya mean, lass?”      Jesus, you felt like a school girl with a crush standing in front of him like that.      “I mean the hot and cold from you. I may not understand what being “Bud’s daughter” fully means, but I’m a grown-ass woman with a mind of her own. I don’t have any hang-ups about you, could you just get over yours or let me be?” you asked.      He didn’t want to let her be, but she was right. He did have shit to deal with. Buddy’s girl had no idea what she was stepping into. It wasn’t fair to keep it from her, but he didn’t know how to tell her. If he could just get through her being there, she would be on her way and he wouldn’t have to tell her. Starting something up with (Y|N), no matter how much he wanted to, was not the best idea in the world. If Marcus found out who she was, he wasn’t sure if he had the manpower to protect her. Marcus could hold a grudge and he needed to find him and talk to him.      “I’ll talk wi’ ye about it later, love. First, I need to find someone,” he pleaded and went to look for Tig.      When he stepped out of the office, Tig had just rolled up. He strode over to where the bikes were parked to talk to him.      “Mornin’ Pres,” Tig greeted him.      “Tig, I need you to stay here with (Y|N) today, watch over her, help her with whatever she needs, alright?” it was more of an order than a question.      “Sure, Boss, where are you going to be?” he was curious.      He sighed heavily, “I need to find Marcus.”      Tig didn’t get off his bike, “Marcus? What the hell do you need to talk to him about?”      “Bud and Marcus had history, I want to make sure it doesn’t come back on her,” he explained.      Tig nodded in understanding, “You sure you want me to stay here?”      “Aye, I’m sure,” he said warily. “Maybe get Chuckie over here to help her. Just make sure (Y|N) isn’t alone.”

     You watched from the door as Chibs rolled away without a look back. You’d seen people act like that before. Tig was walking toward you as he talked on the phone. Your gaze didn’t leave Chibs until you couldn’t see him anymore, by then, Tig was done with his phone call.      “Tell me he isn’t going to do something stupid,” you said not looking at Tig.      “Oh, no. Chibs won’t, Happy will, but Chibs won’t,” Tig responded.      “That doesn’t make me feel better, Tig,” you looked at him now.      Tig put his hand on your shoulder to turn you back inside the office. “What are we doing today, sweetheart?”      You chuckled, “A shitload of paperwork. You good at filing?” The deer-in-headlights look told you all you needed to know. “It’s okay, Tig, I can manage. Will Chibs be back sooner or later?”      “No, no, honey, I’m here to help. Show me what you need me to do,” he said.      Tig was surprisingly good help and was willing to take orders from you and that, to you, said a lot about him. He stopped every once in a while to comment on the names on the paperwork and would make up little stories.      “Look at this one. Jacob Pringle. What the fuck. I bet he was one of those guys that went to church every Sunday and did freaky shit in bed as soon as he got home,” he’d said about one.      “He probably has a ball gag and likes to be dominated,” you offered.      “YAASSSSS! I knew there was something I liked about you!”      You just chuckled and continued getting the box you were in back to alphabetical.

     As it got closer to lunch time, you were starting to get antsy. Chibs wasn’t back yet and you hadn’t heard from him. You tried not to worry, but you did anyway. He’d been gone since you got to the shop and it was getting close to 12:30.      You put your file back in the box and went to the door to stretch. The big building at the end of the property had caught your interest for the moment.      “Tig, what happened to that building?” you asked.      He looked up to see what you were looking at. “Oh, had a fire a few years ago. We’ve been trying to clean it out, but it’s slow.”      “Gonna rebuild? What about insurance?” you were curious.      Tig changed the subject. “I’m gonna give Chuckie a call. He knows this system better.”      Tig pulled out his phone and made the call. Twenty minutes later, Chuckie came rolling up on a Vespa and it was all you could do not to giggle at the sight.      “How the hell did you guys pick up Chuckie?” you asked.      “We pick up strays,” he grinned, implying you were a stray, too. “He needed a place to fit in. Happened to be here.”      Tig went into the garage to do the work he was supposed to be doing that day and Chuckie settled in. Being a former accountant, he explained everything to you in words that you understood rather than, “this thing goes with that thing and the other one is what goes here.” Chuckie had been working the majority of his days at Scoops so he didn’t have much time to help out at TM as he would have liked. He apologized to you more than once that you were having to clean up the paperwork. By the end of the day, you and Chuckie had gotten through three, very stuffed boxes and were getting ready to call it a day when Chibs finally came back. You grabbed your purse and met Chibs at the door.

     His visit with Marcus wasn’t good, but it wasn’t bad either. Thankfully, Marcus had been aware of Bud coming back when the club needed him and hadn’t sought retaliation. Relations between SAMCRO and the Mayans had been good over the last few years and neither Marcus nor Chibs was looking to ruin that. Diosa was doing well and both parties were pleased with the relationship. Though Robert was his brother, Marcus had long since put the mystery to rest, especially when he found out why Robert had ‘disappeared.’ It was Marcus who had told Chibs what happened all those years ago.      “There will be no retaliation from me or my club. I’d rather it not got around…what he did. Robert got what he deserved.” He thought a moment, “Tell me, homes, is she like her pops or her crazy moms?” Marcus had encountered Debbie Teller only once and it had been memorable, to say the least.      Chibs was sitting on his bike getting ready to leave. He thought a moment, “She’s quiet like her da and mostly like him, but watch out for Debbie. The lass has a mind all her own, though. Hard to pin down.”      Marcus grinned at his business partner. “She gonna be at the party? I think I’d like to meet her.” The look on Chibs’ face made him quickly add, “Just for social reasons!”      “Aye, I expect she’ll be there,” Chibs conceded, not entirely sure he could deliver, not entirely sure he wanted to. He started his motorcycle and made the long ride back to Charming. The story Marcus had told him was still fresh in his mind as he pulled into the lot at TM.

     You know that feeling you get, the one where your stomach jitters when you see your crush? The one where your heart races, your skin flushes and you want to just stare at them? Chibs was sitting on his bike, taking off his gloves. You couldn’t tell if he was watching you the way you were watching him. His helmet was next, his hair being pulled up with the helmet until the helmet lost its hold and his silvery hair fell about his face. His body shifted to the left and he rose on his foot and swung his long leg over the back of the bike. You watched him still as he took a moment to stretch before bending over to put his helmet in the hard saddlebag. My God, he’s actually got an ass. Unlike most guys.      He stood back up straight and made his way to where you stood.      “E’rything go okay?” he asked, trying to sound casual.      You squinted up at him, not just because the sun was shining in your eyes. He was hiding something.      “Yeah, Chuckie is a trip, exhausting, but a trip,” you said.      Just as the words came out of your mouth, Chuckie passed by you, “I accept that. See you tomorrow?”      A half-smile touched your face and you nodded your head a little, watching Chuckie leave.      “Did the chain get put back on your bike?” Chibs wanted to know.      Since Tig had left, around lunch time, you hadn’t seen him. “I don’t know, actually. He said he had work to do.” Chibs was going to walk into the garage, but you stopped him, reaching up to take off his sunglasses. “Filip,” his given name sounded foreign coming out of your mouth, “where were you all day?” You held his folded sunglasses between your index and middle fingers, waiting for a response. He didn’t want to tell you, you could see that easily, but you’d made a pact with him, no lies, no matter what.      “I went to see the president of another club,” he was doing his best to be honest.      “What about?” you were wary now.      He put his hand on the door jamb above your head and leaned in so close, you could feel his breath on your face.      “You.”      His mouth was teasingly close. All of this tension between the two of you was making you insane. You couldn’t look in his eyes, not when his lips were so close, daring you to close the distance. He raised his hand to your jaw, his finger tracing the line back to your ear then down the groove in your neck before his hand slid to the back of your neck, pushing your hair out of the way. He gently pulled you to him, your mouth meeting his. His hand on the door jamb dropped to pull you in tightly to his body, his other hand still on the back of your neck. You put one arm around his waist the other on his chest. His tongue grazed your lip and you answered by parting you lips. His tongue danced slowly, languidly, with yours.      When he finally broke away from you, leaving you breathless and in shock, he didn’t say a word, he just took his sunglasses out of your hand, put them on then took your hand, pulling you along with him. He pulled you over to his bike and pointed at the seat. You took your helmet out of the saddlebag and got on the bike after Chibs. Still in a daze and anticipating what was going to happen at Chibs’ apartment, you didn’t notice half the garage was staring at you as you rode off the property.

[geeks-universe]

A Break In Routine Part Eleven

A Break in Routine Masterlist

You prided yourself on your intelligence. Nobody’s mind in the whole of the First Order could shine a light to yours. It was what made you so important to General Hux. 

So, it came as no surprise when you were right. The person who had so expertly taken you from the General’s office was not, in fact, Resistance. 

You weren’t fully sure of who had taken you, but you did know that they had a personal vendetta against Kylo Ren. That, therein, made him far more dangerous than the Resistance. You’d heard stories of General Organa’s compassion, you knew this man did not hold the same ideology. 

“Smart,” the man clicked his tongue, the shadow of his hands running along his jaw.

“Who are you?” You asked, your voice a little more firm and your fear tucked in the far corners of your mind. 

You channeled your inner calm. You wouldn’t show any hint of weakness in the eyes of an enemy, particularly one that wanted the man you’d come to grow… fond of dead.

“Does it matter?” 

One corner of your lips tugged upwards, a breathy laugh escaping from between your lips. 

“Considering you’re keeping me prisoner, I’d say so.” 

You’d noticed his hand twitch, instinctively moving towards a familiar weapon sheathed on his hip. Your breath caught when you realized it was most definitely a lightsaber. You had to get out of there. 

“I’ve got to chat with our mutual friend,” the man drawled lazily, conflicting his tense stature. “Stay put.” 

You stood frozen for a full minute, watching silently as his tall, lithe frame disappeared into the ship. Once you were assured he was gone, you hunched over. 

This couldn’t be too hard, could it? 

What you wouldn’t give for Kylo to be there. Or Matt. Or both since they’re the same freaking person. Ugh. 

You tugged on your hair. Now was not the time to think about the ridiculous things in your life. You needed to focus on surviving and finding a way out, in that order. 

From what you could tell, the chains on your wrist would be an easy enough fix. It was a basic lock, one you could no doubt pick with the pin on your chest that was used to signal your rank. Getting out of the cell would be a little more difficult. 

They were new technology. Based on your tinkering with the First Order’s new shipment arrivals, you could conclude there would be a panel somewhere nearby that could be used to open the hatch. The powerline would have to run below your cell, meaning if you could get underneath, you could cut off power and escape, which was all good in theory, but you had no way of getting into the floor. 

Which left option two of escaping: the vents. 

The ventilation on the ship required a vent to be in your cell based on the amount of energy the ship was emitting. It needed to ditch the heat in every location possible without overloading. So, if you could get into the vents, you could get practically anywhere on the ship. 

The biggest issue was the size of the vent, followed closely by the sheer heat radiating off of the metal. The only way you could fit would be to either lose an arm or dislocate it. You winced, knowing your only chance for escape would be pain. 

Oh, you were so going to take this out on Kylo when you saw him again. Right after you hit him for lying to you. And then maybe kiss him because, stars, you missed him.  

You inhaled sharply, biting down on your lip in an attempt to quiet any sounds you might make. 

“One,” you mumbled quietly, tugging a little. 

“Two,” you whispered, pulling harder. 

“Fuck it,” you ground out, pulling on your arm with all your force while simultaneously jerking upwards. 

A solid pop sounded, blood rushing to your head. For a single second, you felt nothing. Then, like a wave crashing, pain flooded the right half of your torso. Your hand twitched, your lips curling in as you bit down, drawing blood. A silent scream died on your tongue, tears pricking your eyes. 

You focused on your breathing. You focused on Kylo. 

Some part of you could feel his presence, like a shadow in your mind, urging you to return. You weren’t sure how long you sat there, nursing your arm as you thought about Kylo, about making it home. Eventually, you knew it was time to go. 

You pulled the register off the wall, sucking in a whimper when it reignited a fiery pain in your shoulder. 

With narrowed eyes, you pushed forward. Even with your shoulder out of the way, it was still a tight fit. You were cramped, and each touch of the metal burned you. From your position, you could see an opening just a few feet down the way. If you made it to that… 

“You’re crazy,” you breathed, prepping yourself. “Absolutely crazy. Maybe you should let creepy lightsaber guy kill you.” 

Did you mention you sucked at pep talks? 

You shook your good hand, ignoring the throbbing of your shoulder as you nodded. 

“Do not quit now, (Y/N).” You said to yourself. 

With a final look backwards, you seeked out the presence of Kylo, smiling slightly when you found it just as bright and strong as ever. 

“Run,” you whispered, pushing yourself in the small space. 

Each inch felt like agony, the flesh on your hands and knees burning as your shoulder was pressed further against you. Pain ran up and down your spine, making you want to stop, but still you pushed forward. 

Tears were falling down your cheeks, dropping to the metal with soft thuds. Red, hot pain was crawling up your body, settling in your mind. For a moment, you swore you could hear Kylo, his voice like a plea, praying for your safety. 

“I’m coming,” you cried, unable to hold back a sob. 

Your heart was barely beating anymore, eyes screwed shut as you blindly searched for the exit. Your back was arched, attempting to avoid anymore necessary pain. 

If you had to spend another moment, you were sure you wouldn’t have made it. Fortunately, by some miracle, someone took pity on you and allowed you to exit the ventilation. 

You felt numb from the pain, lying on your back as you heaved in as many breathes as you could. 

“Kylo,” you whispered shakily, rasping in breaths. 

A little smile tugged at your lips, your eyes looking up. How you wished he could hear you.

“Kylo Ren,” the voice drawled, his face hidden in shadow from the cloak he worse. 

Still, Kylo recognized the voice. It was one he hadn’t heard in years. 

“Zon,” he replied, narrowing his eyes. 

It made more sense now. He must’ve been watching. That’s why he took you and not the General. He wanted to hurt him, not his mission. 

“I have something of yours,” he said smugly, a hand waving in the air. “I must admit, she makes quite a good pet.” 

Kylo growled, fists clenching. 

“I’m not quite sure how to kill her yet,” Zon continued, fully aware of Kylo’s plight. “Is burning alive too severe? Or maybe gutting her?” 

“What do you want?” Kylo said lowly, eyes staring intently at the hologram. 

General Hux slid his gaze towards Kylo. He didn’t know the man that had (Y/N), but he had a feeling that Kylo had a long and complicated past with him. No doubt someone Kylo had angered in the past. Hux’s back tensed. Kylo should be punished for putting your life in danger. 

“I want you dead, Ben,” Zon deadpanned, his hands shakily reaching towards his hood. 

Light slowly crept in, revealing badly burnt features. A pink line cut across his pale forehead, partially hidden by long, golden hair. Emerald eyes pierced into Kylo, a shell of his once best friend. 

“You killed everyone,” he seethed, teeth grinding together. “My family, my friends, they’re all gone now. Yours will be soon enough, and then you will follow.”

“Don’t,” Kylo growled, his voice more threatening than any other. 

“I will,” Zon promised simply, his voice quiet, lost in the memories of his past. “You will suffer, then you will die. Starting with her.” 

Kylo swallowed, genuine fear bubbling in his mind. He looked to Hux, desperate for the calm and collected general to have an answer. Instead, he was met with wild eyes and fearful expressions. Hux was scared. Kylo was scared. 

“You can’t save her.” Zon said, shrugging. “Just know that you brought this upon yourself. You killed her.” 

Kylo’s breathing halted, tears pricking at his eyes. This was his fault. He couldn’t save you and it was his fault. He wanted to scream and beg and apologize. He wanted you safe, in his arms, under his protection. 

“Goodbye, old friend.” 

The hologram clicked off, leaving silence around it. Suddenly, Kylo jumped forward, reaching for the hologram, desperate to make it run once more. 

“Please,” he whispered, inaudible to all but Hux. “Please not her.” 

Hux’s eyes dropped, his hands by his sides. 

“Orders, general?” A stormtrooper inquired, oddly with a bit of emotion in his voice. 

Hux noticed something familiar about him. 

“What’s your name?” He asked, voice audibly shaking. 

“TM-1478, sir.” He replied, again with an uneven tone. 

“I’m sorry, Tim,” Hux apologized genuinely, remembering Tim from the stories you’d told him. “We can’t help.”  

Your back was pressed tightly against the cool metal of the corridor, irritating your burns. Your shoulder ached, though nothing nearby could offer relief. You’d heard the guy talking, though you were too far away to hear anything but mumbles. From what you could tell, his conversation was ending, which meant you needed a way out now. 

If you knew your ships- and you certainly did- then you could navigate to the escape pods. Though, most escape pods don’t have a particularly long range, meaning you’d only be able to make it to the nearest planet. Hopefully. 

You sucked in a breath when the voices stopped. You needed to go and you needed to go now. Scanning the hall, you made a run towards the sound of the hum. Most modern ships had a room for escape pods off of the engine room for a quick escape for engineers in case of engine failure. 

As you made ground, the hum was certainly growing, but so were the frustrated shouts of your captor and the blackness swarming your vision. 

“Come on,” you whispered to yourself, pushing forward at an even faster pace. 

You were almost there, almost free. The thump of heavy footsteps followed, matching the quick beat of your heart. You threw yourself into the engine room, quickly scanning for the escape pods. There was only one. Your breath of relief was quickly interrupted by a shout. 

“There is no escape,” your captor yelled, his voice closing in. 

You scoffed, slamming the button to the escape pod. The door slid open instantly, allowing you to strap yourself to the seat in mere seconds. The door closed, a small window affording you the opportunity of seeing your captor slide by just as you jetted off. 

“Wherever you go, I will find you,” he mouthed, eyes squinted dangerously. 

You swallowed thickly, knowing his threat was most likely not idle. 

“One thing at a time, (Y/N),” you said, letting out a deep breath. 

Your hands glided over the controls, assessing the difficulty of manual piloting. You only saw one world nearby, though you weren’t entirely sure which world it was. You silently cursed yourself for not paying more attention in the mandatory culture classes at the Academy.  

General Hux and Kylo Ren had been silent since the hologram had shut off. They moved to Hux’s office in order to have more privacy, but neither man had been able to speak just yet. They were lost in their minds, reliving scenarios where you wouldn’t have been taken or you could’ve been saved by now. Both men were drowning in guilt. 

“Is she…” Hux trailed off. His sad, shining eyes were downcast, watching his sleek boots. 

“I don’t know,” Kylo finally answered after a long pause. 

He abandoned the helmet as soon as they got into Hux’s office, though he despised being so openly emotional. 

“What do you mean you don’t know? Can’t you sense her or something? I mean, Christ, Kylo, you get into people’s minds all of the time.” 

“I’m trying, which is more than I can say for you when she got taken.” Kylo spit back, dark eyes glaring towards the general. 

Rage bubbled to the surface of General Hux, his face red hot and his fists tightened. He jumped to his feet, shoving his chair back with force. 

“It’s your hot-headedness and stupidity that got us here in the first place,” Hux yelled, anger and hurt alike laced in his tone. 

“Find her,��� Kylo shouted, “I don’t care what it takes, just be useful for once and find her.” 

Without waiting for a response, Kylo stormed from the room in a flutter of dark robes. He could only keep his angry facade up for long enough to make it to his room without any interruptions. As soon as his door closed, he fell to his knees. One tear fell, then another, and another. He shook with guilt and sadness. Fear encompassed his heart. He needed you safe. 

“Please…” He whispered shakily, “(Y/N)...”  

“Please.... (Y/N)...” 

You heard a desperate plea. It was Kylo, it had to be Kylo. You could feel that air of familiarness radiating from the sound. 

“Kylo,” you whispered into the quiet winds of this new, seemingly-empty planet. 

Just as soon as the word’s cascaded from your lips, the sound of guns cocking filled the air. A million tiny, black holes surrounded you, a plethora of species holding the weapons. 

“General,” a voice yelled from in front of you. 

Your brows furrowed. General Hux? You knew it was desperate, but you hoped nonetheless. 

“Dameron, stand down before you give the poor girl a fright.” A friendly, yet stern tone rumbled in reply. 

The guns lowered, parting to the side as an older, yet commanding, woman walked forward. 

“Who are you?” You questioned, a hand on your shoulder. 

You could barely make her out by the time she made it to you. Your vision was fading by the minute, and you only hoped she was friendly, because you would not last long in a fight in your current condition. 

“General Leia Organa,” she replied, proudly. 

You’re pretty sure she said something else after, but her words were lost in a rush of blood, your eyes rolling back as you fell towards the ground. The last thing you remember is your enemy rushing to your aid.

[theday]

hide and seek, fireworks, my style, coloured, your love, dream might (romantic or platonic? i love options), i'll be there, because it's you ((((:, you smile, with you, and better with you!!!!

thank you so much for aksing falen i love these and it also got super long lmao rip

Hide & Seek: what’s the first thing you notice when you meet someone new?

in real life, its probably their shoes/socks?????? LMAO and then their appearance but im trying 2 not let their appearance stop me from becoming friends with them :-o

online, i usually??? read ppl’s abouts first???? but idk like when it comes to actually talking to them i guess itd be their typing style?? and their use of emojis/the gif function (jenny) helps me to assess them although i do know that the way they type =/= how they are as a person but thats just what i notice first

Fireworks: name something astro’s done that has made your heart explode

falen u rly had 2 do it to me? ????? but hrm…. whenever they post selcas and when they just laugh every time myungjun laughs thats the shit that gets me the most bc its so/???? pur??e??? i love them a lot theyre always so happie and theyre all smiles every time they do a vlive it makes me happie

My Style: what do you usually wear out?

clothes not 2 sound like a loner but. i rarely go outside bc i only go outside when my family eat out and thats only on like weekends and if im hanging out with pals so i always get the chance to wear the same shirt, shorts and shoes lmao 

but its a black cat shirt (used to be a button up thing but singapore is 2 hot 4 me) and blue shorts and white converse 

Coloured: favourite MV aesthetic? 

ok real talk all of their mvs are so pretty and everything??? but my favourite has to be baby or csc

Your Love: top three astro songs

o w0rm

again

confession

every minute 

Dream Night: describe a dream date with anyone

idk?? smth ive always wanted 2 do with anyone is just walk through a park or just walk when the weather is not 2 hot or 2 cold (ike what binuki did in their recent vlive) 

if we’re getting more romantic mayb just??? cuddling???? idk i rly cant see this happening tbh 

I’ll Be There: fave astro vlive you’d watch over and over again?

but theres so many :-( but possibly all of eunwoo’s just 10 minutes with binnie :-0 the shrek vlive with the ice cream made me laugh so hard though mmMM

Because It’s You: why do you love your astro bias?

ur rly gna make me do all 6 members falen??????? ill try 2 keep it short

myungjun; binnie said he was sure mj wouldnt make it into astro and im assuming its because he was the one who was a trainee the shortest but??? look at him now with his strong vocals and even stronger personality!!! astro mightve done fine without mj but listen.. their vlives, appearance on variety shows, etc. would never be able to be as funny because mj is the reason for everyones laughter and it makes me so happy??? mj has that ability to crack anybody up with his laugh and the shit he says and does is so funny too pleaseth and i just?? appreciate mj for being there so fucking  much because he really resolves any tension in the atmosphere so easily and as the oldest member im so glad to see he doesnt find anything awkward AND despite the age gap between him and sanha, theyre like the closest?? lets not forget on that one radio thing yesterday they (astro) were asked who they were most comfy with in the dorm and 3/5 answered myungjun :_) im just happy myungjun exists? thank u mj i love u mister 777

PARK JINWOO; jinjin is the one of the sweetest leaders out there and i know every group has a great leader but jinjin is really that leader to me because as the rest of astro have mentioned before, jinwoo really buys them shit and they have said that he is the sweetest?? remember in the fan made fanmeeting i dont know what its called but i linked it and just??? jinjin is literally an angel!!! the one vlive he did with dogs? my heart melted off!!!!!! he really went and learnt the names of all the dogs present in the dog cafe!!!! he stopped the black dog which was biting hard on the table bc he was scared it’d injure itself/get in trouble and just??? jinwoo is so fucking nice just ??? if u look in the dictionary park jinwoo will appear as a synonym believe me ok and jinjin is part of dance line everybody lets not forget that he dances to release stress and that amaizng intro to again he did with rocky for their dream pt2 showcase because that was fucking so ?? i love talent and! AND i will never shut up but as a leader jinwoo takes care of his members so much and he also knows how to have fun with them and he jsut!!!!! i love him a lot

cha! eu! nwoo! (dongmin); i know 4 a fact that this will get so long lmao rip but first i just wanted to say that i am so proud of dongmin and how far he has come as a dancer and vocalist in astro ok so obviously i dont know the real hard facts tm and i can never tell the difference in anything so i dont know how accurate i really am but last year (and even now) i know eunwoo had a lot of personal schedules and he barely had time to practice? ?? i really dont know but im p sure that was it???? idk but dongmin has had to work so hard the whole of last year with the amount of comebacks astro did and i jus??? im so proud of eunwoo for being able to work hard for astro and still attend all those other schedules at the same time??? like i said idk how much time he did have/didnt have but i know it mustve been little with how late it would be whenever he arrived back at the dorm after his stuff and??? eunwoo had to practice his lines and the dance (astro’s choreography looks hard as shit and its tiring too) in time for their comeback promotions ??? and!! dongmin used to be that member (now its all of astro) who would constantly do vlives for arohas and lets not forget his just one 10 minutes where he would do vlives that were always over 10 minutes where he just talks to fans im eternally grateful for all the work dongmin puts in for astro and arohas and im sure he puts in more than 100% effort when it comes to his personal schedules too!!!! dongmin deserves the best and ive seen someone say b4 that he’d probably feel bad if he had more lines bc he was already “stealing” the spotlight by being a “face genius” and i just!! youre righ??t???? eunwoo is incredibly selfless and its easy 2 assume these kinda things tbh lee dongmin is so much more than his face and visuals he is a hardworker and!!! he loves his members and fans so damn much im !!! i love eunwoo so much i hope he knows how much we love him 

binnie; god with bin there isnt somethiing that made me love him??? all he did was go :) and my brain decided i was gonna love him forever ok but……hrm….. i guess i love him because hes such a dork?? like. .. when he laughs he just snorts and its so funny lmao i believe bin’s a good friend too well no shit ?? uMMm moon bin has a cute smile yall…… whenever he smiles my heart explodes hes just that powerful and also!!! bin has been a trainee for 7 years now and im just !! he made it!! like what the post i reblogged earlier said, he probably had other dreams but he still stuck with being an idol ??? in the end and that !!! im sad he didnt get to pursue the things he couldve liked better but im also happy hes managed to find a dream he likes and that hes basically living the dream right now??? and im so happy for him because 7 years may not be a lot to some but bin’s still young his childhood was basically training??? im just!!!!!!!!!!! so proud of him and now hes on the same kind of music shows his faves are on too nd it makes me rly proud (idk any other words my vocabulary is so fucking weak oh my god) he is having the time of his life with astro and arohas right now im so glad i forgot what i wanted 2 say im sorry bin i did u dirty im2 tense rn but i love u and i love bin bc of how much hes done and the amt of scarifies he has 2 have made in order 2 get 2 where he is tdy 

rocky swag (minhyuk); minhyuk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love him because !! hes so awkward but he tries his best for arohas!!!!!!!!!! in that first vlive he did alone he was so nervous but he managed to warm up and in the next vlive he did alone he did something that he was comfortable with (dance) and im glad he’s able to do vlives normally now even if there isnt any recent solo vlives i can see how much more comfortable he is on vlive now !!!!!! my love for minhyuk is similar to bin’s bc all he did was smile and suddenly????? im in love???? its the swag lmao but seriousy tho after finding out rocky did all sorts of dance i found him really??? respectable??? because he was able to learn so many types of dance and isnt that the coolest thing ever???? lets not forget how well he can sing???? im happy and so proud (jesus) that he sang on the recent album since previously he said that he didnt hvae any plans of singing in the albums so!!!! now!! hes singing!!!!!!!!!!! although the songs dont do him justice tbh its ok we all know how lovely he sounds when he sings especially in the binuki vlive where he sang wyls i swer my ear drums were blessed?? park minhyuk can do anything get urself a legend like rocky so basiclaly i love rocky aka park minhyuk bc hes just!!!!! outstanding???? hes handsome, he can dance really fucking well, he can sing and rap !!!!!!!!!!!!! and?? hes just a fool??? he’s warming up to doing vlives and just being himself and its the greatest thing ever i love him a lot

sanha; YOON SANHA!!!!!!!!! Love of my LIFE the baby i will protect for the rest of my LIFe??????? he is DAT boi .. the boy i love so much with my whole heart!! sanha is so cute and he just!! hes always making fun and bullying the older members i love it so much but ofc everyones weak 4 sanha bc b*tch is 2 cute honestly can relate if sanha punched or stole my money ill let him off bc hes just that cute . lets not forget he learnt how 2 play the guitar all by himslef jae is shaking ok and sanha is such a nice voice?????? every time he screams i lose my hearing its ok id do anything 4 this boy???? and to think hes only (1) year older than me is kinda??? wowie???? sanha is rly out here being a superstar and a student @ the same time and hes doing an awesome job @ being amazing !!! sanha is so cute and just?????? he loves his other members and family so much i love sanha a lot and i hope nobody will ever make him cry (sad tears) bc i will personally go to that person and we’ll have a nice chat :-) i cant think of anything atm but sh loves arohas so much and hes always doing aegyo 4 us idk its just . … thakn u young prince

You Smile: name three things that have made you smile in the past week

ok easy

mx comeback

daily astro vlives (its okay if they dont do vlives everyday they have 2 rESt)

becoming friends with lovely mbbs :_) 

with you: talk about a mutual without using their name

how long is this answer gonna be oh w0rm.. but here we go this is abt someone who ive never talked about but do talk 2 p often and theyre the other online person i am most comfortable with talking 2!!!!! 

theyre great tbh and rly good @ art and i know theyve gone through so many shit things in their life but im so glad theyre still hanging on even if their sleep schedule is totally wack still love u tho lmao at least theyre getting more than enough sleep!! theyre cute when they see sanha and it makes me soft seeing them go soft bc theyre never that warm??? when it comes 2 other ppl (kihyun crying) and im just so glad i managed to help them get (further) into astro!! being able to talk to somebody about astro has helped me so much and then i became friends with jen but im still so thankful to have a friend like [redacted] and im happy we’re friends!!!!!!!! i love them so much and i hope their days are filled with happiness even if it doesnt last for long i hope they have at least (1) happy time each day bc they deserve the BEST!!!!!!!!!!! 

even when i was still a young myday they helped me by providing links and everything just telling me where everything was and i was so :_) bc!!! they !! a bigger account was helping me someone who didnt even have 20 followers at that time and without them i wouldve never found anything tbh!!! even now when im the one whos been into astro longer, they still manage to find things so much faster than me and imlike?????? wow thats amaizng???? theyre amazing and i appreciate their presence on my tl/dash and in my dms so much thats one of the reasons why i thought they were older bc of how mature and just?? the older vibe they gave off was strong with they way they help people and whenever they comment on my tweets or someone else’s tweets im like !!!!!!!!! you’re doing amazing sweetie 

theyre so easy to talk to and even though our humor was something i thought was very different we manage to make each other laugh so much and i jsut!!! happiness!!!!!!! 

ok this was abt bell and i dnt think they’ll ever see this but if u do i love u a lot bell thank u for being alive ur so funnie and cute just thank u so mch!!! for everything

better with you: your favourite memory related to astro?

every time i watch them on vlive live i get so happy and thats my favourite memory

[corruptionofteller]

8. The Confrontation

Scarlet stepped into the steamy shower dropping her head as the warm water cascaded down her sticky body, rinsing the smell of metallic crimson that clung to her hair. The clear water turned a light pink, becoming a darker red the longer she stood under the water. Inhaling a deep breath she knew she was in some deep shit with the SAMCRO president because she refused to explain exactly what had happened, but as she exhaled she couldn’t help but to feel satisfaction due to the earlier events. She didn’t feel so helpless as she had many years before. She was growing stronger, Scarlet was able to take care of herself.

Since finding out about Otto’s murder Scarlet hadn’t had a single moment of peace. Her mind wouldn’t shut off, it haunted her dreams. There wasn’t a moment of silence for the newest member of the SAMCRO family. She knew this wasn’t the last run in with her past but she felt prepared to take on anything thrown at her now.

Scarlet used all the hot water trying to make sure all the blood splatter was removed. She washed her hair twice but she knew from experience the stench of blood would linger a few more washes until it was fully gone. She shut the water off, grabbing a towel to wrap it around her body, walking to the bedroom not surprised to see Gemma sitting on the chair in the corner. Scarlet hugged the towel to her dripping body not really sure what to say to the middle-aged woman whose eyes laid firmly on Scarlet taking the last drag from her marlboro. Gemma exhaled, patting out cherry from her cigarette, her eyes never leaving Scarlet. “You okay sweetheart? There is some clothes here on the bed for you to tie you over until Jax and the boys get you home.”

Scarlet’s eyes followed her nod to the pile of neatly folded clothes. “Thank you. You didn’t have to.” Scarlet stood uncomfortable in the same spot, water dripping onto the aged carpet soaking around her. “I know but you are family. We take care of our own here. Listen darlin’ I know you probably have had a shit life and doing things on your own is the way you do things but not around here. We do things as a family.” With that said Gemma walked out of the room to leave Scarlet alone to dress.

Scarlet was feeling out of place, she wasn’t sure anymore why she was here. Yes she wanted revenge for Otto but she never needed help with something like this before. She felt like SAMCRO’S charity case. Letting out a sigh she picked up her phone and began texting her friend.  ‘Hey David, Everything is fine but, well, I know you are busy with all your shit but do you want to come visit me? I have my dad’s house you can stay at with me. I guess I miss my best friend and could use your support. Things are a lot different here.” Sending the text Scarlet went back to getting ready waiting for the president of the MC to lecture her.

She used a brush she found running it threw her hair, stopping to look at herself in the mirror her eye caught something behind her. There was a SAMCRO emblem on the wall that stuck out more then everything in the room. She was suddenly angry with Otto. She always thought he was trying to protect her from his lifestyle. Scarlet never held the fact that he wasn’t around against him because in her dreams she would have been better off without him. Less than a weeks she has been here and in that time she has heard the word ‘family’ used in reference to her more than she ever has in her entire life. Everyone has welcomed her with open arms and caring hearts. Why wouldn’t Otto want this for her? Scarlet questioned his motives staring in the mirror back at herself. Her knuckles turned white as she clenched the counter top when there was a loud bang on the door. Jax’s voice echoed throughout the room drawing her back to reality. She turned wanting to yell for him to leave her alone but she knew that would be stupid on her end. Scarlet opened the door faced with Jax who had not an ounce of sympathy behind his deadly eyes.

“Darlin’ We need to talk… “

Scarlet moved back has Jax walked in shutting the door. Everything about this man screamed danger, yet somehow Scarlet knew the tall, rugged man that towered over her could never intentionally hurt her. “I suppose you want an explanation for the mangled body in the van?” She said almost defeated, Jax nodded once opening the right side of pocket of his kutte pulling out a pack of smokes. He offered her one but Scarlet was only a social smoker. His shoulder shrugged as he plucked one from the pack placing it between his lips letting it hang loosely as he pulled out his zippo to light it. His crystal blue eyes lifted to her saying ‘start talking’ without having to actually say a thing.

“I never seen the guy before, he called my name and when I turned around I was grabbed. He was going to kill me but I fought him off. Jax I don’t even remember what happened, I woke up covered in blood and he was dead. I will be honest, I don’t know why he was sent but like you and everyone else in this place, I have a past. I had no choice but to take care of it myself.”

Scarlet watched as Jax took a long hit from him smoke leaning back against the dresser. The way he looked at her was not in a way she had ever been looked at before. Jax was looking right at her but she could see he was looking inside her. His face was hard, his body tense. She wasn’t sure what was going to drop from his lips but she did feel connected to him. They both sat in silence for a few moments. She had wondered what he was thinking but she didn’t have to wonder for long.

As the grey smoke billowed out his nostrils, they began to flare slightly as he thought about Scarlet out doing shit that he should have been taking care of for her. Besides her being Otto’s daughter he couldn’t figure out why he felt such a protectiveness over her. Shit, she had only been around less than two weeks and already, as pissed off as he was, the more he looked at her, the more intrigued by her he was. And if the pull he felt was similar of what he had felt for Tara when he was sixteen he was in big fuckin’ trouble.

“Jesus Christ Scarlet. You know who I am right? This shit gets out that my guys are just randomly helping a chick cut fuckin’ scumbags up, I’m gonna have to answer to that shit. You get what I’m sayin’? I don’t know what you did before you got here but this shit ain’t gonna fly. You come to -me-, you come to the club. You got me?”

The way his voice raised at her made him feel like shit but on the other side of that coin he was in the middle of his own shit with Pope and the Cartel, he didn’t need this shit on top of it. His eyes, now, narrowed and dark, stayed focused on the young woman standing before him. He was ready and waiting for a fight from her. Hell if she can kill a man like that poor fucker in the van, she sure as hell was going to put up a fight with him.

Scarlet’s eyes narrowed as Jax spoke down to her, she inhaled a hard breath as if she was trying to keep her anger from steaming out. Her eyes flickered to the SAMCRO emblem then back to Jax as he scolded her for taking care of shit for herself but it had more to do with the mixed feelings she was currently having about Otto and the damn MC.

“I don’t give a fuck who you are, I don’t care if you think because I have a pair of tits I can’t take care of myself. I have been doing this my whole life. I was 17 the first time I killed a man and I would go back and do it again and watch the life leave the eyes of every man I have ever killed!” Scarlet snapped losing her temper quicker than she had ever intended. Jax didn’t scare her, the rise of his voice only seemed to challenge her to stand her ground with him. She was sure everyone could hear them argue but she didn’t care. She was used to being on her own so what difference would it make if she got kicked out of a ‘family’ she knew all of two minutes.

“Forgive me for wanting to take care of myself and not stopping to call you while I was having a knife at my throat. I do not need /YOU/ trying to make me feel like it was a mistake. I didn’t need the help of your fucking men. They don’t need to help me. I can do shit on my own. I never had a family, I don’t need a family and I sure the hell don’t need you trying to control me. None of you… “ She stopped mid sentence feeling a small lump grow in her throat. Scarlet swallowed dropping her eyes from Jax who was glaring at her with fury in his eyes. His stance was stiff as he watched Scarlet quickly unravel before him in an emotional ball of fury.

“You know what. It doesn’t matter. I shouldn’t be here. I don’t belong here that much is clear.” She didn’t say another word to him she shoved past Jax flinging the door open, moving past him only to be caught off guard by the rest of the men standing outside the door. There was no room for her to escape between them.

There was no denying the shit Scarlet dished back to him was the truth. He had no doubt she could take care of her own shit and true be told, thinking about the way she fucked up the guy that now laid in pieces in the black van made his fuckin’ cock hard. He ain’t never dealt with such a hard core woman other that his own damn mother before and behind the mask of anger, this shit was turning him on.

Ignoring the fact that he had to shift his stance to relieve the uncomfortable tightness in his jeans, Jax continued to narrow his pale blue eyes in her direction. His molars began to grind in the back and the sound resonated right up through his head. There was no way the King of Charming was going to let her know it wasn’t the fact that she could take care of her shit, but the fact that she didn’t seem to need him.

Otto’s voice suddenly rang out in his head. The words ‘You bed my daughter, I’ll fuckin’ kill you Jackson’ played on repeat. The moment Scarlet had walked into TM, he instantly had an attraction to her and it was hard to mask that shit. Even Chibs had began to notice the way he seemed to look out for the girl.

Jax was lost in his own thoughts until Scarlet forced her way past him, his teeth clenching as she stomped herself out the door. Reaching out Jax grabbed for her upper arm to pull her back, wrapping his rough fingers around her just as she came face to face with the other members of the MC. He supposed they were a bit louder than they thought.

“E’erythin’ a’right Jackie?” Chibs questioned, Jax raising his hand up as he yanked Scarlet back towards the apartment.

“I got it. You guys get the fuck outta here.” As he spoke he felt Scarlet fighting against his hold with no avail.

Kicking the door closed once again, Jax glared down at her. He was sure just from the look in her eyes she didn’t give a fuck what he said and she wasn’t in the least scared of him. Most women would have been crying and giving in to his every demand. But but not her.

“Your ass it stayin’ right here. You fuckin’ got it? I have a responsibility to your fuckin’ father and I’m going to honor that. Your stubborn ass can just listen or we can do this day after fuckin’ day!”

Scarlet was yanked back into the room but not without putting up a fight, all eyes of the MC were on her just as the door was kicked shut, almost catching her heel. She shoved Jax in the chest, catching him off balance. He stumbled back knocking his shoulder into the door. His eyes seemed to widen but it was not with anger. Yes, he was upset with her but there was something deeper than that. She saw truth lying deep in his ocean blues, she heard true words he spat out at her but Scarlet refused to believe them for herself. She never wanted to be cared for because each time in her life that she had allowed someone in it only caused her more pain. She was set on living and dying on her own.

“Your responsibility? Fuck that. I am my own fuckin’ responsibility. Don’t throw that old man shit on me, he didn’t even take responsibility for me so don’t give me that shit Jackson!”

Scarlet took another breath huffing it out turning her back to Jax having no way out of the damn apartment they stood in. She couldn’t look at him, she refused to let him see his words caused her to be weak. Scarlet wanted to believe a man like Jax would really come in and save her from herself but she knew better then this.

She scooped her hair up in her hands tossing it in a messy bun ready to fight her way out if she needed to. Scarlet didn’t want to turn around and face him she was terrified if she did she would fall for him just like the rest of the Charming whores she was sure fell to his feet. She was not about to drop to her knees for no man, especially Jax Teller.

She heard his footsteps while she cracked her knuckles a nervous habit she has always had. Silently she prayed, the door would open and shut, that Jax would leave her alone. Of course she wouldn’t get her way, she felt him standing tall behind her shaking her head she stood her ground.

“Why won’t you leave me alone, don’t you have some whore waiting to suck your small cock?”

His chest heaved as she stood with her back to him, his nostrils flaring at her actions but most of all her words. She might have been used to this kind of danger but he’d be damned if she was going to get hurt, or fuck even killed on his motherfuckin’ watch. Stepping in behind her as her arms flailed about as she tied her hair up, he could hear the sound of her knuckles cracking. If she thought she was going to give /him/ a fight, she had another thing coming.

“This how it’s gonna fuckin’ be Scarlet? Huh? Am I gonna have to put a fuckin’ Prospect on your motherfuckin’ ass 24/7? That what you fuckin’ want?” His words spit out in low growls, his anger getting the best of him only because she was fighting him. He was used to this shit; the arguing with Wendy, Tara....his mother for fuck sakes. And usually they backed the fuck down without being too much of a pain in his ass. But Scarlet Delaney? Hell, this one was going to be tougher to break.

“My fuckin’ whores can wait. I’m dealing with something more important dammit!”

Grabbing her elbow he spun her around, her dark, furious eyes meeting his without a moment of hesitation. As his eyes bore into hers Jax could see more than he knew Scarlet wanted him to see. He saw the pain of losing her old man, the pain of the life she had been dealt, the upset of never having what she now had right in front of her; a family. He would be damn sure she wasn’t going to lose herself to this shit. And most of all he was going to make sure he didn’t lose her.

Her mind screamed beat his ass for putting his hands on her but her heart called out don’t be a fool. Scarlet watched Jax’s eyes read her like a book, her breathing was deep, calm and even but everything on the inside was a flare of red flashing lights telling her to look away, shut it off. “Stop.” The single word was hushed. It was a plea more to god to not let her fall for this man’s shit. She has been strong alone in life she didn’t want to fall to the mercy of the man before her. Jax’s gripped loosened but did not drop. “Why? Jax why would I be important? So my father was family to you, I was not family to him it makes me nothing to you.” Scarlet was finally able to break his breathtaking gaze, eyeing the door wanting to make another break for it. He must have noticed because his hold on her begin to tighten once more.

“For fucksake Jax! I am not a goddamn child, I am not the bitches you deal with daily, I am me. And I don’t need you to save me!” A rushed wave of anger flooded over her once again trying to pull away from him but he yanked her roughly against him, her body crashing against his toned chest. Scarlet instantly tried to shove him away screaming at him. “Let me go! Fuck you and your prospects, I don’t need protection Teller! You don’t want to help me get the man who killed Otto fine I will do it without you. Once it’s done I’ll be gone anyway!”

“Not if I have anything to say about it.”

It wasn’t planned or expected but as Jax pulled Scarlet in against his firm chest, his heartbeat started to pound in his ears. So loud he couldn’t

even think straight but the one thought that was prominent in his mind as he stared down at this beautiful young woman was he wanted to force her into submission; where the dangerous shit was concerned and his cock. Fuck, he knew this was a piss poor time to have pussy on the brain but he knew it was more than that, something more was drawing her to him. He had yet to figure out just was that pull was.

Without any more thought he tightened his grip on her, suddenly crushing his lips to hers, waiting for the wrath as his mouth claimed hers in the least unexpected way. He assumed she would push him away, fuck possibly beat his ass for being so cocky and forward but he didn’t care. In the short weeks Scarlet had been in their lives she was wedging herself into his complicated, fucked up life and he welcomed it.

Scarlet’s eyes widen in total shock as Jax’s lips roughly crashed against hers. She had froze in place while his lips forcefully dominated her own. The way his hands slithered around her waist pulling her against him, caging her in had Scarlet melt right into him. Her lips parted returning the needy kiss matching his hunger. Her slender fingers found themselves locked in his dirty blonde hair tugging him closer to her. Her heart raced in her chest, her core ached for his touch making her moan into the kiss in a desperate plea for his touch.

“Jax, you good?” The sound of Happy knocking on the other side of the door made Scarlet shove Jax back and without warning her hand snapped back, flying forward, slapping him across the face. She wasn’t sure why she had just done that, she wasn’t sure why he had just kissed her either. Scarlet has been anything but kind to this man. Her hands flew to her mouth covering them not out of shock from her actions but because the tingle that lingered from the pleasantly unwelcomed kiss had took hold of her. She stared at him, feeling the need to move back into his arms but instead she stood back unsure how he would react.

The way Scarlet moaned into the kiss was a good indication to him that he wasn’t about to get a pointy boot to his nuts. His tongue urges her pouty lips open, lapping up the warmth from within, his body slowly reacting to the way she kissed him back. He swore he could feel the thumping of her heart right against his chest as she moved closer to him and he opted against reaching for her fine ass, the one he had noticed each and every time she waltzed past. Groaning heavily, his tongue lapped at her top lip, tasting the gloss that lingered on them until the sound of a deep, masculine voice travelled through the old wooden door of the apartment.

“Yeah..”

The blond biker called out to his Sgt. only a second before her much smaller hands fell flush to his broad chest and shoved him causing him to lose his footing and stumble back. He should have been prepared for what came next but he wasn’t. The sting of the center of her palm connecting with his left cheek sent ripples of pain through him but he barely acknowledged it. He deserved what he got, fuck, she didn’t even know him or what he was really capable of. His rough, calloused hand rubbed across the stubble that had gathered at his jaw from days of not bothering to shave. His eyes, now softer than they were before, looked over at Scarlet, hoping she now saw an apologetic expression.

“Babe..fuck, I’m sorry. Just…” He forced his eyes away from her, taking a few steps to close the gap between her and the door. “..ya need anything else, grab Gemma. I’ll see ya.”

The rejection was something Jax wasn’t used to, christ he was used to women mauling over him but not her. Scarlet didn’t need a man to handle her shit. And in that moment as he threw open the door and made his trek down the dim lit narrow hall, he knew she damn well didn’t need him.