#bye bye pretty little sparrow ..

[asmogorna]

Oh my FUCKING God.

[eiraeths]

hii! im going around and telling popular ghoap people random stories from me (it's been a decent amount of people and now i'm paranoid i accidentally sent one that wasn't anon)

when i was little, we got chickens for my house, and i got i chicken and dubbed her as sparrow. which, looking back, is pretty stupid to name a bird after another type of bird. it's like naming your pet mouse "rat" or your pet snail "slug". anyways, she used to love to snuggle and we would spend a lot of time together just hugging. she was the best, frfr

fly high sparrow 😔

anyways time to go annoy more people. bye bye

fly high sparrow ‼️

[shrimptacodaniels]

all i know is you make sense (pt. 5)

HOLY MOLY LAST PART!! it’s been such a delight to write these characters (get ready for so much more of them forever now.)

HUGE MASSIVE SHOUTOUT TO THE FOLKS ON THE DISCORD. Y’all are so precious <3

—————

“You’ll behave yourselves?” 

Katrina scoffs incredulously at her girlfriend. “Yes, Mom-“

“Ugh, weird, don’t call me Mom-“

“But I can call you Mommy?” 

“Dude.” Josh swats at her in half-playful disgust. “I’m right here.” 

“Oh sorry Joshua,” Katrina coos, patting his cheek. “You’d rather me call you Mommy?” 

Janice and Josh exchange a look. 

Yup. Their girl is an odd duck. 

“You’re gross,” he snickers, pushing her hand away. “And leave Janice alone.” 

“Thank you, Joshua.”

“Lots of love for the legal name today, hm?” 

Janice shrugs, smiling easily, then turns back to Katrina, cupping her face with both hands. 

“Seriously, babe. Don’t do anything dumb when I’m gone, m’kay?” She squishes Kat’s cheeks a bit. “Because I won’t be there to film it.” 

Katrina narrows her eyes like she’s been challenged. “Josh has a phone.” 

“Josh’ll be busy doing the same thing you’re doing.” 

“Hypothetically,” Josh interjects. “Because we’re not actually gonna do anything dumb.” 

“Because we’re mature adults,” Katrina concludes. The confident smile on her squished face isn’t helping their case in the slightest. 

Janice lets go of her. “I’ll miss you, dovie. And I’m teasing. Mostly.” She eyes the pair warily. 

“Babe,” now Katrina’s the one with a hand to Janice’s face. “Nothing to worry about. You and Rachel are going to enjoy your time and Josh and I will enjoy ours a responsible amount, and we’ll see you on Sunday night with tons of wholesome domestic anecdotes.” She kisses Janice softly. “Count on it.” 

“Oh I will,” Janice teases. But she’s a little pink from the kiss, still, so any ferocity she could attempt in this moment would be futile. She settles on turning to Josh. 

“You sure you’re okay with me stealing your girlfriend?” 

He raises an eyebrow back. “Hey, I’m stealing yours.” 

“Which is an unfair advantage,” Janice huffs in mock-outrage. “You’ve got much more thieving experience than I do.” 

“Something for you and Rach to try this weekend,” he supplies. Really, they’d be pretty awful at a heist - Rachel’s too neurotic and Janice too loud. 

But then again, both were full of surprises. 

“Ha! Right.” Rachel’s car has just pulled up beside her. “I’ll leave that to you two.

Not-“ she adds, because Katrina looks like she’s about to cheer, “this weekend. But generally.” 

“Yeah, yeah,” Katrina presses one more kiss to her cheek. “Now go have fun! Text me when you get to the AirBnB.” 

“Yes ma’am.” Janice salutes her before slipping into the passenger seat of Rachel’s Toyota Camry. 

“Hey baby!” She waves sunnily at Josh through Janice’s open door. Josh grins. His girlfriend is adorable. 

“Hi sweetheart.” He pats the hood of the car. “Be safe on the road.” 

“Will do. Don’t do anything dumb while I’m gone.”

“Who do you take me for?” 

He gets a blank expression in response. 

“These girls, I tell ya Josh.” Kat bumps her hip against his. “Worrywarts, the both of them.” 

“Hey!” 

“She’s right,” Josh counters. “Now go! Before you psych yourselves out!” 

“Okay! Okay! Bye! Love you both!”

“Love you! Bye!” they chorus, waving to the car until it’s out of sight. 

“And…all clear,” Josh says smugly. “You ready?” 

“Born ready.” Katrina slips him an earpiece. “You ready?” 

“Born ready.” 

“Hell yeah.”

“Alright, phase one…”

Friday, February 7

20:30

[3502 Sparrow St. Apt. #212] 

Residence of Joshua Hahn

Katrina sighs dreamily from the desk behind his. “I love diagrams.” 

“Nerd,” Josh shoots back. 

“Yeah, yeah.” She swivels her chair to read over his shoulder. “How’s it going over here?” 

“Smooth sailing.” Josh moves over so they can look at the camera footage together. Doors are being locked, the parking lot’s emptying…yeah. Looks like a good night for a heist. 

Katrina whistles, slinging an arm around his shoulders. “Didn’t know you were a legit hacker, kid.” 

“I dabble.” 

“Don’t be modest.” She squeezes his shoulder. “Maps are ready to go, point of entry’s secure. And we’re nabbing-“ 

“The fish,” Josh finishes for her. 

“Perfect.”

“You know, I’ve never understood why that portrait is a fish.” 

“Really? We spent a whole week on Mountport history in high school,” Katrina’s gone into Fun Fact mode. Josh loves her for it. “The town founder? Super weird guy. He was big on giving people outlandish commissions and seeing how it all shook out. Hence, fish founder.” 

“Bet he was fun at parties.” 

“Yeah, actually! He was somewhat of a gamesmith, always setting up little puzzles with hidden premises. Hosted lots of people.” 

“He would’ve loved us.”

“Agreed. So really we’re honoring him by being outlandish.”

“Precisely.” Josh leans back, stretching his arms over his head. “Phase two?” 

“Let’s get ‘er done.” 

Friday, February 7

22:56

[Mountport Museum of Art]

“It’s ‘55.” 

Katrina slowly boosts the passenger seat up to its original position. Josh can’t help but laugh a bit. 

“You look you’ve just been resurrected.” 

“That’s sacrilegious. I think.” 

“Sorry Jesus.” 

“I think he forgives you.” 

“Okay good. Now let’s go commit a crime for fun.” 

Karina chuckles. “Right on.” 

They open the car doors and creep over to the museum in tandem. 

Josh looks over at her. “Been too long, huh?” 

“I was just thinking that,” she whispers back fondly. “Feels good to be back.” 

“Damn right it does.” 

The hatch on the roof is easy enough to find once they’ve scaled the side of the building. 

“Diagrams,” Katrina sings, catching Josh in the ribs with her elbow. 

“You’re something else.” 

“Uh-huh. Brilliant.” 

Josh hums in agreement. “And humble.” 

“Humble doesn’t get you anywhere,” she teases. 

“Wow, what would Jesus say?” 

“Don’t make me laugh.”

“Sorry.” He’s truly not. 

“No you’re not,” but there’s no malice behind her words. “Talk proximity to me - how close do we have to get you to disable the cameras?” 

“I can work from here, because I’m not disabling them,” Josh replies. And he lets himself be proud for a moment - this was his part in it all, and it’s honestly? A stroke of genius. 

“I figured out how to loop the footage. Make it look like nothing’s been disturbed.” 

“Dude.” Katrina’s so proud of him. “That’s sick as hell.” 

“Hey thanks,” Josh replies. He flips out his phone. “On my mark.” 

Katrina fishes out her lock picks and kneels beside the hatch. “Standing by, boss.” 

It’s 11:00. A tap of a button, and the footage will repeat every hour, changing time stamp accordingly. 

“Now.” 

Click. With a slight screech, Katrina’s pried open the hatch. 

Seamless. 

They pull on their gloves and drop down to the second level of the museum. The historical exhibit. 

“I gotta say it,” Katrina says. “We’re on fire.” 

Friday, February 7

23:15

[Mountport Museum of Art] 

They’ve got the portrait off the wall when it all goes awry. Something’s off. Kat bites her lip in nervous concentration, inhaling deeply. Then, her face goes slack. 

“Does it smell like smoke to you?” she whispers. 

Woosh. 

The crackle of flame is rapidly growing louder, a distant hallway getting brighter. 

“Kat.” Josh pats her arm urgently. “That part wasn’t us.” 

“Yeah, no,” her breath hitches, “arson was not on the list.” 

“What do we do?”

“Probably run. I think run is the right choice.” 

And they run like their lives depend on it. Kat’s still carrying the portrait of the humanoid fish with both hands, hobbling because of its weight. 

“Do you need help?” Josh whisper-yells over his shoulder. 

“No,” Katrina gasps, “just focus on getting out before-“ 

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. 

“Shit.” 

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. 

“KAT!!” Josh is sprinting now. “SPRINKLERS.” 

“GO!” She wrestles the car keys out of her pocket. “Start the car, get to the park, call 9-1-1. I’m gonna figure this part out.” 

Josh, in a feat of miraculous athleticism, catches the keys first try. The doors are so close. Almost there. He pushes one open with his full, desperate force of his shoulder, jumping over the railing. And sticks the landing. 

“Nice going,” he congratulates himself. 

But he doesn’t remember where they parked. 

Oops?

“Not nice going.” He sucks a breath in through his teeth. Weaving through the near-empty parking lot, he keeps an eye out for his Corolla. He’s just passed what he assumes is the Janitor’s blue Ford when-

“Score.” He opts to pick the lock rather than unlock the car with his keys. Make as little noise as possible while fleeing the scene. “Which isn’t even fair,” he mutters to himself, starting the car. “We’re not the irresponsible ones in this situation.”

He ambles his way through the parking lot with no headlights, switching them on as soon as he’s far enough. The park’s about three minutes away. May as well make the call now. He stops the car and pulls out his burner phone, rolling his window down so the alarm can be heard in the background. 

“911, what’s your emergency?” 

“Oh, yes, hello?” Josh switches on his raspy old man voice. “This is-this is Jerry the Janitor. I was just doin’ my job and then I started smellin’ smoke and now the museum’s on fire. Can you send someone over? I-“ he wheezes a cough, “I gotta get outta here.” 

“The Art Museum, sir?” 

“Yes ma’am.” 

“We’ll have responders right over. Be sure to get on out of there, Jerry.” There’s a concerned lilt to her voice. “How are you feeling?” 

“Just fine, dear. Spooked, is all-“ he forces a rumbly laugh. “I’m gonna get myself home.”

“Sir, are you sure? We should escort-“ 

“Positive, thank you!” 

Beep. 

Thank God Jerry’s so weird. That wouldn’t be believable otherwise. He turns left. Taps his earpiece.

“K, you copy?” 

“Hey, kid.” Her voice crackles to life in his ear. “What’s your status?” 

“Call’s been made, headed to the park now. Used my burner. Told ‘em it was Jerry.” 

She cheers. “Joshua Hahn, you beautiful man. Okay, incredible.” Labored breathing takes over his audio feed for a beat. “I’ll meet you at the park?” 

“You sure you want to run that far? I can pull over.” 

“Okay, yeah. Better plan. Thank you.” 

“Don’t mention it. I’m in the gas station lot off Birch and Claremont.” 

“Perfection. Be right there.” 

And what do you know? She’s tapping on the window in minutes. Josh unlocks the doors for her to get in. 

“We’re gonna have to fold your seats down in the back,” she whispers. “This thing’s huge.” 

“Excellent call.” 

Three minutes later, they’re on a joyride with the immortalized, abstract portrait of town founder Samuel Reich. Barreling through the empty streets of Mountport like the Three Musketeers…ish. 

Yeah. Life is good. 

“Where to?” 

“I don’t know.” Katrina considers it for a moment. “The whole point of the heist was to prove we could do it. And we did it-“ 

“Crushed it-“ 

“Yeah.” They fist bump. 

“But we can’t keep it,” Katrina continues. 

“That makes us thieves for real.” 

“Right. But misplacing it-“ 

“-is funny.” 

Katrina shoots him a grin. “Gosh, I love you.” 

“Love you too, man.” 

It feels right to pause for a second. To not cheapen this moment. Then, Josh pipes up: 

“It should be right under their noses.” 

“In a place that doesn’t necessarily incriminate anyone.” 

“Yeah.”

They sit in comfortable silence. Until, brilliantly, inspiration strikes. “You know what would cause the most intrigue?” 

She doesn’t know what he’s going to say. She does know it’ll be brilliant. 

“Talk to me.” 

Saturday, February 8

00:05

[Mountport Fire Station]

“I’ll drive the car around, you get in and get out.” 

Katrina grins at him. “Airport pick-up style.” She hoists the portrait up to hold it securely. “I’ll be quick.” 

“Counting on it.” 

“Earpiece?”

“In. We’re set.” 

“Gorgeous.” She skirts in front of the the car. “See you in a sec!” 

And she’s running, all long strides and quiet steps. Josh is diligent about not looking at his phone after he loops the station’s security footage. His location is off, but still. He settles instead to look at the stars through his windshield. They’re stunning tonight. The sky is clear and Mountport’s exceptionally good at reducing light pollution. 

Life is good. 

“Joshua Azriel Hahn, come in.” Katrina’s voice booms in his ear. 

“Yikes, middle name too,” he replies. “All good?” 

“All perfect,” Katrina chirps sunnily. “Sammy Boy looks so gorgeous behind their toilet. Just thought you should know.” 

Josh laughs. “Did you mount it?” 

“Yup.” She pops the p. “Took down the piece hanging there already. Got lucky with the nail placements! Same proportions.” 

“So glad to know our First Responders are tasteful decorators.”

“Hard agree,” he can hear the smile in her voice. “Alright, let’s get out of here.” 

“Roger that. Pulling around front.” 

“10-4.” The feed goes silent. 

Josh unlocks the car doors once he’s settled in front of the station. Katrina rushes out of the building, ever-determined. He can’t see her well in the darkness, but he can tell her face lights up when she registers he’s there. 

“It has been done,” she says dramatically, shutting the door. She squeezes his arm. 

“Anyone in there?” 

“Miraculously no.” She does a little dance. “Because we’re too slick and too fast.” 

“You’re so right,” he responds, shifting the car into drive. “Let’s blow this popsicle stand.” 

And they’re off.

Saturday, February 8

01:25 

[4813 Pintail Rd. Apt. #122] 

Residence of Katrina Faulkner 

Katrina heaves a relieved sigh. “Dude. We did it.” 

They’re collapsed on the little balcony connected to her apartment. The stars are winking at them. An army of brilliance - all in on the joke. 

“We did it,” Josh echoes contentedly. “Who would’ve thought?” 

Katrina shifts closer to him, lying flat on her back so that her head rests against his. He laces their fingers together. 

“Like, seriously though,” he continues. “If you told me a year ago that this would be my life, I wouldn’t believe you.” 

Katrina squeezes his hand. “Me neither.” 

“Isn’t that cool? How much can change in a year?” 

“Feels like cause for celebration.” 

Josh turns to look at her. “It does, doesn’t it?” 

“We should get tattoos.” It’s almost a joke, but the longer they let the idea fill the silence-

“That’s actually a great idea.” Josh is up now, pulling out his phone. “I wonder if anyone takes walk-ins.” 

Katrina’s up too, already texting someone. “I know a guy.” 

—

So they get very little sleep and wind up at a tattoo shop at 11 am sharp. The guy who takes them back marvels at how much Kat looks like her sister. She’s noncommittal, but it’s more out of anticipation than anything. 

They settle on getting a feather. Josh gets his behind his left ear, Katrina behind her right. But the coolest part, arguably, is that they designed each other’s. 

“I’m having a piece of your artwork on my head literally forever,” Katrina warns him as they switch places on the workbench. Her words are muffled as she lies face down, moving her hair to the side. “Make it good.” 

“What if it was atrocious-“ 

“Joshua.” 

He hands his sheet of paper to the tattoo artist. 

“I’ll pay you extra to make it really bad.”

“Dude.” 

“Kidding! Seriously. I think I did a great job.” 

An hour and an Advil later, they get back to Katrina’s apartment to find a newspaper on her welcome mat. 

Josh stoops to pick it up. “Holy shit.” 

“Hm?” 

He unfolds the paper to show her. “We got an article.” 

“No way.” 

It’s not a very good piece. The author sounds deeply confused by the situation at large - getting details jumbled as she discusses the possible motives of the thievery. Which was precisely the aim of the crime, honestly. It wasn’t done sensibly. 

In that regard…it’s perfect. 

“We should have it framed,” Katrina jokes. “Though I do still feel bad about the fire.” 

“Yeah, me too. Like, I know it wasn’t us and we called the right people, but y’know. Hope Jerry’s okay.” 

They resolve to check on him sometime this week. And then they resolve to try and sleep properly, being careful to not sleep on their sides (tattoo maintenance and all that). 

Josh wakes up to his phone ringing. 

“Hello?” he slurs blearily. 

“Hi love!” Rachel exclaims. “Did I wake you?” 

“No no, all good.” He shifts himself up into a sitting position. “You alright?” 

“Mhm! We’re headed back your way. Should be there around 4.” 

He squints at his phone. It’s 9 am the next day. He fights a grimace at how long they’ve been asleep. If they fell asleep at 5:30…

Ugh, he needs Kat awake if he’s going to attempt math. 

“Sounds good,” he manages. “Come to Kat’s. We’ll take care of dinner.” 

“It’s a date.” She’s so chipper. The weekend’s done her some good. “See you soon!” 

“Love you,” he replies. 

“Love you too.” 

He hangs up and stretches, then goes to wake Katrina. 

“Dude,” he jostles her shoulder.

“Hmmm…” she replies. She’s so articulate in the morning. 

“It’s Sunday.” 

She exhales deeply. “Seriously?” she mumbles, shifting to face the sound of his voice. She cracks an eye open. “W’t time’s it?” 

“9:13.” 

“Damn.” She stretches out. “15 hours and 43 minutes has got to be a record.” 

“You just woke up. How’d you do that?” 

“Addition, Josh.” 

“Thanks, Sherlock.” He grabs her hands to pull her up. “C’mon. Rach called. They’ll be back around four and we definitely need to wash our tattoos.” 

“Yeah, yeah,” Katrina answers sleepily. “Let’s go.”

—

“Look at that,” Janice says upon entering the apartment. You didn’t burn down the kitchen. Nice one, dovie.” 

“Super hypocritical coming from you, Janice,” Rachel starts. “Your trade school friends said-“

“Okay, but nothing happened.” Janice turns her attention back to her girlfriend. “Seriously. Glad you’re alive.” 

Kat beams at her a tad manically. “Yeah, well, we’re not big on arson.” 

The remark almost causes Josh to drop the dish he’s carrying to the table. You know, in a cool and normal way. He can hear Katrina stifle a laugh. Asshole. 

“Everyone wash their hands?” he calls over his shoulder, effectively changing the subject. 

“Yes, Mom-“

“Babe, please not this again-“ 

Katrina kisses her to buy her silence. “You missed it,” she teases. 

“You’re insane,” Janice responds evenly. 

“Mmmmhm.” Katrina kisses her again. 

“Get a room, you freak!” Josh jeers. 

“It’s my house, homophobe.” Katrina fires back. As if on cue, they flip each other the bird. 

“You two are a different brand of insane,” Rachel sighs, looking up from pouring water into each glass. 

“I know. It’s tragic.”

“So hard to be us,” Katrina agrees. 

They settle in to eat. Rachel and Janice take turns talking about their trip - traipsing through mountains that were not next to the sea, chatting with owners of Mom-and-Pop shops in the area, trying their hand at fishing (strangely, Rachel was very good and Janice very bad). They pull up pictures and videos. It’s nice. It’s normal. 

“Okay, enough about us.” Rachel points her fork, gesturing between Josh and Kat. Top moment of the weekend: go.” 

They speak over each other. 

“Bonfire.”  

“Stargazing.” 

Katrina nods at Josh’s answer in acknowledgment, then gasps as if she’s breathing her last breath.  

“NO WAIT! Can I change my answer?” 

“Babe, I thought you were choking-“ 

Josh ambles on as though none of that happened. “Were you gonna say-“ 

“WELL DON’T SPOIL IT JOSH-“

In the end, they bicker pointlessly until it’s nonsensical and they’re all laughing. Once settled down, they come to a collective agreement that finishing dinner is priority number one. So they finish dinner. Janice and Rachel tackle leftovers - loading them into little containers and putting them in the fridge Tetris-style. Josh and Kat take dishes. 

“Stays between us?” Josh mutters to her as he passes her a plate to dry. Kat doesn’t have to ask him to elaborate. 

“For now. Call it a fun surprise.” 

Katrina doesn’t even get through the whole sentence before there’s a small gasp from Rachel. “Honeypot, is that a tattoo?” 

Josh snickers. “Just our luck, huh?” 

“We’re such honest folk, too.” 

“You know what they say about karma-“

“Well, I’ll never keep a single secret ever again.” 

Rachel grabs his shoulders and wheels him around, ending his and Kat’s conversation. “Still here, hon.” 

“Sorry dearest.” He kisses her forehead. “Yes it is, you wanna see it?” 

“Obviously.” She presses herself up on her toes to look behind his ear. “It’s so tiny!” 

“Mhm. Hurt like hell though.” 

“Brave boy,” she kisses the area of skin where the mark is. “Is it a feather?” 

“Bingo.” 

“Very Millennial of you,” Janice says drily. 

“That’s what Kat said when she was getting hers.” 

“Synergy. Wait hold on-“ 

Kat’s already pulling her hair back. “Come look.” 

“You little mind reader.” Janice touches the tattoo lightly. “Matching, hm?” 

“Complementary,” Katrina corrects her. 

“‘S cute.” Janice settles against the counter behind the sink. “I’ve wanted to get a sleeve done for a long time, y’know.” 

“I think Kat would combust if you did that,” Rachel argues. 

“I have incredible restraint, mind you.” 

“Yah-huh.” 

“All the more reason for me to do it, huh babe?” Janice reaches her foot out to kick her girlfriend’s ankle. 

“No comment,” Katrina mutters back. She’s very noticeably blushing. 

“When I was in college, the dean of students got a stick and poke on his neck.” Josh mentions offhandedly. 

Janice whoops a laugh. “Dude, seriously?!” 

“Of the word ‘breathe.’” 

“OF THE WORD ‘BREATHE?!’” 

It’s good to be back in the same town again. 

[icy-book]

For the writing requests, I have a hc that Terry knew Veronica for a really long time before she even had Scary, and Terry used to babysit when Scary was a baby because Veronica was working and didn’t trust whoever Scary’s dad was to watch her. Could you write something about like Terry meeting tiny Scary for the first time? I feel like he’d be pretty anxious but he’d also immediately love Scary.

(also, fun fact, this is one of my wips that I am also procrastinating on 🙃)

Oooooooooooo I like this headcanon

*Knock knock knock*

Muffled shuffling inside, the sound of the key in the lock, and then-

"Terry!" The door swung upon to reveal Veronica's beautiful, smiling face. "Thank you so much for agreeing to look after her."

He smiled back. "It's no problem, really."

The 'her' in question was propped up on Veronica's hip, chewing the corner of her blanket and staring blankly at him. If you asked him, she was far too young to be away from her mother for so long, but Veronica couldn't afford to stay away from work so long, and she was only allowed 12 weeks anyway.

Veronica pick her arm up and waved it at him. "Say hi, Theresa! You remember Terry, don't you?" Theresa continued to stare blankly at him. Ah, babies. Far too aware of everything to react to any of it.

"Hi Theresa! I'll be looking after you today, okay?"

"Here," Veronica shifted her weight, holding the small, fragile child out to him. "Wanna hold her?"

"Of course!" Elbow to support the head, just like Sparrow had taught him a few years ago with Hero. Theresa looked up at him, bewildered.

She was adorable.

"Come in, come in." Veronica ushered him into the house. "I've made a list of nap times, feeding times, and so on. There's premixed formula in the fridge and instructions on how to make more. Her toys and play pen are in the living room."

She turned and smiled at him. Part of him melted a little.

Her voice was quieter when she spoke again. "Really, thank you so much for doing this. I wouldn't ask but I don't exactly trust Damian to look after a kid on his own." She laughed hollowly. "I actually don't know where he is."

"Vee..."

"I know, I know." She looked far too sad. "I just- I've gotta get to work. We can talk about this later." He hoped he meant that genuinely, and not in the Wilson way.

"For the record," he smiled softly at her. "I've gotten very good at divorce paperwork in the past few months. Seriously, Vee, you can call me for anything."

"Thanks, Terry." She pressed a kiss to his cheek. "You're the best."

(He was not going to get flustered, he was not going to get flustered, she's married, do not get flustered)

"I best get going. Thanks again." She turned to Theresa. "Bye, baby! I'll be home soon, okay? So you just be good for Terry and try not to throw up on his clothes."

"Don't worry, me and little Theresa will be just fine. Now go to work!"

"Okay, okay! Bye!" And with a laugh, she shut the door behind her.

"Guess it's just you and me, huh Terri?" She gurgled at him. "Yeah, we'll be just fine. Wanna have some tummy time in the play pen?"

She started wiggling, so he took that as a yes, and set her down on the mat.

Terri was interesting, because she was nothing like the other babies he saw. Admittedly, Taylor was a few months older than her, Linc a whole year older, and Hero was already in kindergarten. But Normal was already reaching for people when he wanted to be held by them, and was very vocal when he wanted something. Taylor could chat his ear off, despite not forming a single word (though he suspected it helped that Nicky would hold full conversations with the kid), and Linc clung to his dads like a lifeline. Being found on the Titanic of all places had probably made him a bit of an anxious kid.

But Terri seemed largely silent and ambivalent, although she definitely preferred her mom over everyone else. And her little gurgles were incredibly cute.

He was looking forward to spending time with her.

[revnah1406]

Talofa again, Rev! About that reblog about your OCs relationship!

72. If someone flirted with or showed an interest in their S/O, how would the other react?

80. What tropes could be applied to this relationship?

And!

97. How do they wake their S/O up? Is it difficult to rouse them?

TALOFA AGAIN TARO! You know its a pleasure seeing you in my inbox 🧡🧡✨

Let's do it!!

72: If someone flirted with or showed an interest in their S/O, how would the other react?

HOHOHOHO THIS IS A GOOD ONE.

Alright it's different for each other. They don't usually get jealous, they trust each other with their lives, they don't get insecure when someone is talking/flirting to the other. But if they see that someone is crossing the lines and not respecting the boundaries that their partner set they will step in.

For example if Sparrow said "Not interested I have a girlfriend." And the other person is still insisting. Then Amara won't hesitate to step in. Not to look like a jealous girlfriend, but to annoy the other person and let them be clear who she is.

She steps in, a hand across Sparrow's shoulders, a discrete kiss on her cheek.

"hey love. I'm a little bit tired, do you want to go back home?" Then she would fake surprise. "Oh! I didn't see you there darling. Sorry for interrupting." She's clearly not sorry. "Hannah didn't introduce me to you? Oh she can forget things really quickly. Anyway I'm Amara, her girlfriend/wife. It's a pleasure to meet you." Then she would turn around, literally turning her back on that person. "Should we go babe?". Sparrow would silently thank Amara for saving her agreeing they should go home and leaving that person standing there.

Sparrow would do something a little bit different. She would step between them, give a quick and random kiss to Amara and walk away. She knows that Amara can handle that type of person better than her. So she goes, leaves a clear message and then leaves. Amara would smile at Hannah, biting her lip and then look back at the other person. "I have an important thing to do." She pointed at Sparrow. "I gotta go, bye."

When they both get out of that situation they always gossip about it.

"Did you see their face when you walked away?" "They wanted to murder me hahaha"

80. What tropes could be applied to this relationship?

Mmmhh a little bit complicated because their story is a little bit full of drama.

So it would be like:

Strangers to friends with benefits -> friends with benefits to enemies -> enemies to lovers

97. How do they wake their S/O up? Is it difficult to rouse them?

Sparrow usually wakes up first. She likes to wake up Amara with a good breakfast and jazz music playing from the kitchen. Then when everything is ready and at a reasonable hour to wake her up (because Sparrow wakes up REALLY early), she would wake Amara with soft kisses and sweet words. "Breakfast is ready, I just need the sunshine to rise." "Morning my dearest sleepyhead" "can you show me those pretty eyes of yours?". She would also join Amara for a five minute cuddle under Amara's sleepy demands of a morning hug. This usually happens on the weekend, when the mornings are slow and lazy.

When Amara has to wake up Sparrow... That's a whole other story. Usually Sparrow wakes up really early, just to work out, go for a run or hike. A little bit before Amara wakes up. But there are mornings where she feels really lazy. And it takes a lot to wake her up. Amara has tried everything, throwing pillows at her, playing music at full volume next to her, pulling from Sparrow's ankles and even kicking her out of the bed. But Sparrow can still sleep after all of that, maybe a small complaint and then going back to sleep. But there's only one thing that makes Sparrow wake up fast, and it's the smell of food. You start making breakfast, and she gets up faster than a lightning and she's already there sitting on the chair ready to eat.

And that's all! Thank you so much for the ask 🧡🧡✨

Love you! MWAH MWAH

[dawnthefox24]

*Rumiko humming softly while carving a new charm till she looks up and see's Genji standing in front of her* Rumiko: Well hello my little sparrow. Young Genji: *is a bit embarrassed* I don't want to be called sparrow. Rumiko: My apologises, Hi my hatchling can I help you? Young Genji: What where you humming? Rumiko: Oh uh...Well it's a pretty old song from the 2000's Young Genji: From the 20 century !? Rumiko:*has her arms crossed and raised a brow at him*... Young Genji: Sorry... Rumiko: All is forgiven but it's an old J-pop song. Young Genji: Really how old is it? Rumiko: Well its from well either 2006 or 2013 somewhere around there. Young Genji: That's very old... Rumiko: It is but its still popular, I remember coming across that song when I was a teenager even I was shocked by how old that song was. Since I've never seen it! Young Genji: What's it called the song? Rumiko: Electro World by Perfume, it's pretty catchy. Young Genji: can you play it on the shamisen? Rumiko:*thinks for a moment* I can try but I don't think it'll come off as great. Young Genji: What do you mean? You make amazing songs! Rumiko:*sighs softly and smiles happily* Oh alright but first you have to train with Asa got it. Young Genji:*groans* But I don't wanna, can I just say that I'm sick or something? Rumiko:*picks him up and shakes her head* Nope little hatchling. Young Genji: *pouts*And I thought you were the fun mom. Rumiko: Well sometimes I have to be the boring mom, now your father is waiting for you with Hanzo. Young Genji:*groan but smiled softly* Okay fine I love you mom! Rumiko:*smiles and sets him down* Have fun and if your father calls you sparrow again just call me okay. Young Genji:*nods happily and runs off to go to Sojiro and Hanzo* I will mother, bye love you! Rumiko:*smiles watching him leave before she sighs* Can't believe I have to play such an old song, well time to practice...Can't disappoint my youngest dragon

[sliceocheese]

howdy everyone! i wanna begin with some good old reminiscing and story telling if ya dont mind

i joined tumblr in early 2023 and made my first ever post on this account on april the 20th (it was a wilbur soot post lmfaoooo)

some of my happiest 2023 memories happened because of this hellsite lol

so many fun things happened! i made friends, got adopted, cried because of roleplay, promised to draw things for people and never did, almost got burned alive because someone *coughcough* iceeericeee *cough* decided to blowtorch the cage i was locked in, cried some more because people accepted my for the ever changing person i was, got into new fandoms, got into new art forms, got out of an abusive relationship, got into therapy lmao, got a dog, confessed to a crush, god it was fun times

yall made me a better person.

this was me when i was 12:

yikes 😬 (GET HER SOME EYEBROWS)

i was 12, depressed, hated myself and everyone around me, in an abusive relationship which lead me to want to kill myself (FUCK YOU AIDEN 🖕), ya bitch legit couldnt smile. this was my best attempt ^^^ im pretty sure one time i didnt brush my teeth/hair or shower for like a month 💀💀💀

but then something amazing happened.

i joined the natm fandom (lord knows the gays have an effect on me TwT) and simultaneously joined tumblr cus oml i LOVED THE ART BY VINTAGEDUCKY AND I LOVED HISTORICALKITTENS NATM FICS AND DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON CREATIVECHAOS

i was so happy with my little blorbos getting put in situations <3 and then one day i saw a reblog chain with a few people arguing about what a certain potatoey snack was called. and that was what started it all.

almost every night for the spring and summer on 2023 ya girl was eating upppppp moot fam roleplay. i would stay up pull alnighters staring at my 2014 ipad mini waiting for someone in my family to reblog my post, or hide in the bathroom at school staring at my apple watch waiting for angelo to start the post for our next little adventure.

yall are legit the reason i started loving life again 🥰

ok now fast forward to the start of my freshman year! look at this stunning mf

ya bitch was still struggling but i was doing so much better!!! i had cut off my abusive friend, had gotten a whole new friend group whom i adore, GOT A FUCKING BOYFRIEND??? (idk how i managed that one -u-‘) i was going out of my house like 500% more in a week than i had for the past 9 years TwT

so now time for the bad news ig…

i will be logging off tumblr.

ive been having some therapy worthy issues lately and think its best id i hop off for a while

not like an: IM LEAVING FOREVER AND I NEVER WANNA TALK TO YALL AGAIN BYE BYE BITCHES 👋 but more like im gonna delete the app and only log in every now and then to say hi to my friends

so im afraid im gonna have to scrap natm second chances and most of my rp 😔

i really hope to one day i can come back better than ever and be the mutual yall all deserve <3

and just in case i dont rejoin for a while i wanna share with yall some scheduled posts for my 18th birthday and how things ended up instead :)

god i wish i knew i was gonna be ok <3

aoughhhhh now time for the part thats probably gonna make me cry lmaoooooo

thank you sparrow and mottts for being amazing online parents

thank you rice and chaos and leon and pal and soda and fdrsducky for being an amazing family

thank you stickers for dealing with my constant face time calls and shenanigans <3

thank you magnificentobsession for being a second mom to me <3

thank you angelo for supporting my goofiness and being a combo best friend, dad, and brother

pukicho you’re probably never gonna see this but thank you for that one time you dm’d me to assure me you did not tell you followers to call me a faggot lmfaooo

thank you vintageducky, historicalkitten, and creativechaosapparently for making such wonderful natm content that i would scroll through on nights when i was sad

thank you thank you thank you.

whelp i guess this is the end

and loves, if i dont see ya tomorrow, good afternoon good evening and goodnight <3

over and out

i have no idea how to start this post ngl

[wverafter]

rating more eah ships!

oh goodie ☺️🌸☁️

1. daring x cerise - 3/10 ;

literally no. i know it makes sense just bc cerise said “i’m drawn to the leader of the pack” in her little doll package but let’s be so for real rn, i can’t see them working out. i could see cerise getting annoyed with daring later in their relationship if they ever were to date, and no matter how i look at it, the thronecoming thing seemed like a platonic thing.

2. apple x raven - 8/10 ;

if you asked me about season one eah, i would dislike the ship, but after way too wonderland, the way apple respected and stood up for raven was rlly sweet of her. dragon games gave them some angst, however when apple got poisoned, raven kinda seemed like she didn’t care as much. it’s probably just me, but as soon as she had a new plan to stop her mom, she was all “i got to go bye!!” and just?? disappears?? and we barely see them since…

3. briar x hopper - 5/10 ;

i think they’re better off as just friends. briar isn’t interested in him romantically, that’s for sure. during the true hearts day thing they did help cupid a lot with the party so i could picture them hanging out a bunch but dating? no.

4. briar x faybelle - 10/10 ;

i think their dynamic is cute! briar is usually the bubbly, sarcastic one in the group but around faybelle she’s more chill and ngl a bit annoyed but i think it’s cute. idc what anyone says, i know faybelle cares about briar. she just likes to poke fun a lot.

5. duchess x sparrow - 9/10 ;

however i do think that logically, duchess would never go out with sparrow, they do make a pretty enjoyable couple. their dynamic reminds me of team rocket 😭😭 i truly do think that sparrow likes duchess or something.

k that’s it for now- as always remember, i’m always right! 😉🌸☁️

[doubleattitude]

Larkin Dance Studio

Hall of Fame, Minneapolis 2004: RESULTS

Future Hall of Famer

Solo

1st: MacKenzie Jonhson-’She Is More’

2nd: McKenna Kongsvik-’Breath of Fresh Air’

3rd: Haley Fox-’Somewhere Over the Rainbow’

5th: Nathan Maas-’That My Attitude’

Duet/Trio

1st: ‘Hound Dog’

Line

1st: ‘Name Game’

2nd: ‘I Dream of Jeanie’

2nd: ‘Chi Hau Hau’

2nd: ‘Come on Ride the Train’

Junior

Solo

1st: Leah Kongsvik-’To the Dancers In the Rain’

2nd: Hallie Tansom-’Bushel and A Peck’

3rd: Allix Lowell-’Imaginary Friend’

4th: MacKenzie Symanietz-’This Is My Life’

4th: Shelby Henningsen-’Bye Bye Blackbird’

4th: Shelby Alden-’Completely’

4th: Kelsey Sutter-’I’m Available’

5th: Taylor Maas-’Addicted to Bass’

5th: Jennifer Burns-’If My Friends Could See Me Now’

6th: Sarah Ash-’Objection Tango’

7th: Ariel Harris-’Heart Breaker’

8th: Ashlee Fuss-’His Eye Is On the Sparrow’

8th: Madeline Montpetit-’Little Star’

8th: Charlene Christon-’Black Cat’

9th: Amanda Sampson-’My Little Angel’

Duet/Trio

1st: ‘The Girl Is Dangerous’

2nd: ‘The Prayer’

3rd: ‘Luck Be A Lady’

3rd: ‘Fever’

4th: ‘Black Widow’

Small Group

1st: ‘Caged Bird’

2nd: ‘State of Mind’

3rd: ‘I’m Your Man’

Line

1st: ‘What A Wonderful World’

2nd: ‘Wild Boys’

3rd: ‘Yummy Yummy’

4th: ‘Twister’

4th: ‘Brickhouse’

5th: ‘Pink Panther’

7th: ‘Puttin On the Ritz’

Teen

Solo

2nd: Jordan Sutter-’One Girl Revolution’

2nd: Danielle Maas-’Kissing You’

2nd: Alyssa Mann-’Enjoy’

3rd: Megan Bartie-’My Heart Belongs To Daddy’

4th: Kacey Hauk-’He Touched Me’

5th: Jimmy Johnson-’This Is The Moment’

5th: Alyssa Alden-’This Little Bird’

5th: Breanna Fuss-’Thief Of Your Heart’

5th: Megan Falteisek-’Hazy Shade of Winter’

5th: Elizabeth Claude-’Cabaret’

9th: Lisa Rosenberg-’One Night Only’

Duet/Trio

1st: ‘With You I’m Born Again’

2nd: ‘Fever’

3rd: ‘Pretty Girl’

Small Group

1st: ‘Hypnotized’

Line

1st: ‘Love Cats’

2nd: ‘Heart Breaker’

3rd: ‘Egypt’

3rd: ‘Nightmare’

Senior

Solo

1st: Kevin Delaney-’You Make Me’

2nd: Trump Card-’Thieves In the Temple’

3rd: Jillian O’Brien-’Calling You’

3rd: Janna Thomas-’Heart On My Sleeve’

3rd: Julie Eichten-’Bolero’

4th: Chelsey Hauk-’Unchained Melody’

4th: Sarah Carney-’Lola’

4th: Brittany Bloch-’Meet Me In the Red Room’

4th: Samantha Zack-’Dance 10 Look’s 3′

4th: Ashley Fwieg-’At Last’

4th: Stacey Weyandt-’Look At All The People’

5th: Lindsey Briggs-’I Am Walking’

5th: Brittani Bartone-’Beautiful’

5th: Justin Jackelen-’Fame’

7th: Tiffany Schrank-’Evil Girl’

8th: Maria Hermann-’Cool Mama’

8th: Josh Green-’Maybe I’m Amazed’

8th: Chelsey Hannah-’I Will Love You’

Duet/Trio

1st: ‘Hurt So Bad’

2nd: ‘Why Are You Running Away’

2nd: ‘Come What May’

3rd: ‘Hotel California’

4th: ‘My Immortal’

Small Group

1st: ‘You Can Leave Your Hat On’

2nd: ‘Take Off With Us’

3rd: ‘Listen’

4th: ‘God’s Breath’

Large Group

1st: ‘Bring On the Men’

Line

1st: ‘Check It Out’

2nd: ‘Love Is’

3rd: ‘Bolero’

4th: ‘Summertime’

[pixieresources]

                  Notes!

+ Free to change pronouns to your heart’s desire

- Don’t repost or claim as your own

{ Thank you and I hope you enjoy reblogging and using! }

❝ And {name}, watch your back. ❞ ❝ Your special girl? ❞ ❝ No sign of her yet. ❞ ❝ Until then, you can’t be rude. ❞ ❝ The room is filled with lovely young ladies. ❞ ❝ Find someone wonderful to dance with while you wait. ❞ ❝ Remember, not a word. ❞ ❝ Will you dance with me? ❞ ❝ You know, I promised my mother I’d find myself a bride tonight. And I never break a promise. ❞ ❝ It appears my son is enamored with your daughter. ❞ ❝ I guess what I’m asking is, will you marry me? ❞ ❝ Are you asking for my daughter’s hand in marriage? ❞ ❝ That’s very flattering, but I must ask. Do you love her? ❞ ❝ I love her with all my heart. ❞ ❝ Thank you, Your Highness. You’ve been very helpful. ❞ ❝ What day should we get married, big boy? ❞ ❝ Who cares? ❞ ❝ You’ve already pledged your love to my daughter! ❞ ❝ Bye-bye, sweetie-pie! ❞ ❝ What a pretty picture. ❞ ❝ Let’s see how brave you are without the crystal. ❞ ❝ Aren’t you forgetting something? ❞ ❝ All yours, my little sparrow. As promised. ❞ ❝ A futile legend, wasn’t it? You beating me. ❞ ❝ Come to discuss your wedding plans, boy? ❞ ❝ I believe it’s your move. ❞ ❝ Wait. She’s still alive. ❞ ❝ So, what are you afraid of? ❞ ❝ Come and get me. I’m right here. ❞ ❝ The girl! ❞ ❝ I’ve got a serious situation here! ❞ ❝ I don’t like to rush around. It’s bad for the digestion. ❞ ❝ Now, for the girl. ❞ ❝ I don’t think so, birdbrain. ❞ ❝ Cute. The Three Musketeers. ❞ ❝ Leave the girl. Your battle is with me. ❞ ❝ You don’t know when to give up, do you, boy? ❞ ❝ Did you really think a puny little human could stop me? ❞ ❝ Not a bad deal! Two for one! ❞ ❝ At last, this world is mine! ❞ ❝ The crystal’s power isn’t gone! ❞ ❝ The legend, it must be true love! ❞ ❝ {name} tricked me. It’s you I love. If you’ll have me? ❞ ❝ I still can’t believe we’re here. Or that you saved this enchanted forest. ❞ ❝ A friend once told me you’re braver than you think. ❞ ❝ First, I have one very important question, young man. ❞ ❝ How many layers for the wedding cake? ❞ ❝ And can it have a lot of those frosting flowers? ❞ ❝ Did they all live happily ever after? ❞ ❝ Hey! Doesn’t anybody care that I am allergic to dust? ❞ ❝ You think you’ve got problems. ❞ ❝ Will you come see me race tomorrow? ❞ ❝ Wouldn’t miss it. ❞

[isnt-it-loverly]

little birdie (4)// five hargreeves

Warnings: blood

Summary: When Five lands in the Sparrow Academy, he must convince one of them to help him reset the timeline. 

Word count: 1800

Author note: sorry if this is bad, ive been in a rut as of late. Once again thank you so much for all the love and support. I hope you enjoy :)

part one, part two, part three part five

You knocked softly on the door of apartment 217. An elderly lady opened the door with a bright smile on her face. 

“Hello, my little birdie! It's been so long!” She said while pulling you into a bone-crushing hug. The wool of her sweater scratched against your skin, and the smell of freshly baked cookies and wild flowers filled your nose. She pulled away and placed her gaze on Five. 

“Oh, you’ve brought a friend!” She added gleefully. 

“Yes, Granny, this is um… Aidan! We met at the karate class my father has me in,” You explained. You hated lying to such a sweet old lady, but you knew the truth would be too much for her to understand. Plus you really didn’t have the time to explain everything. 

You turned back to Five and have a shrug of your shoulders. He was right, he didn’t need a normal name. Five was just too fitting. She moved closer to him and grabbed his cheek, making him very uncomfortable. 

“You’re father is just terrible for making you kids do that! Look how roughed up the pair of you are, come inside and we’ll get you cleaned up” She said solemnly. 

Five walked beside you and grabbed your arm firmly. Pulling you to the side he whispered a quick “what the hell” in your ear. 

“She thinks she’s my grandma,” you replied bluntly, “just go along with it.” 

Five sighed in exasperation, this was not helping him find his siblings. He followed you into the apartment begrudgingly, trusting that you were not just yanking his chain. The old woman excused herself and said she would bake a fresh batch of cookies. After she left you grabbed his sleeve and whispered, “follow me.”

You lead him into a side bedroom. It was small and quaint, very homey compared to the academy. 

“Remember when I said that I’ve lived a million lives? Gertrude was one of my first, I got stuck in her mind for weeks, and I learned a lot about her. Her husband died right before I got trapped in her noggin, so I switched some memories then added some new ones. I’ve been visiting ever since,” You explained. 

“Do your siblings know?” He asked, worry dripping in his tone. 

“Not to my knowledge, I don’t think they’d appreciate me having a life outside the academy,” you answered with a shrug. 

Five was utterly perplexed by you. You were an enigma, so eager to trust others, so kind, and selfless. How did you end up so different from the others? He watched as you opened a drawer of the cedar chest that was in front of the bed. 

“Sometimes, I like to take things from the people I’ve been. Just as little reminders. I think I have some clothes in here that might fit you,” you said with extreme focus. You pulled out a tee-shirt and jeans, something Five was not accustomed to. He turned his nose slightly.

“I’d rather choke on my own tongue than wear that,” He groaned. 

You shook your head in annoyance, pulling out a set of clean clothes for yourself as well. You enjoyed civilian wear, it made you feel normal and secure- something your academy uniform could never. 

“Just put on the damn clothes before I make you short stack,” you snapped back. Your eyes glowed s brighter blue for a moment and Five now knew he didn’t have a choice in the matter. 

“At least turn your back,” he grumbled in response. 

You gave him a small laugh and did as you were told. You crawled to the other side of the bed and slipped on your new clothes as well. After a few minutes, Five gave you the clear. 

“Wow, unknit that eyebrow and wipe that frown off your face, and you look almost normal,” You said with a smile. 

It was true, he looked like a regular ole teenager. Something you know that he has never been. You give him a look over before your eyes stop at his forearm. An umbrella tattoo, of course, he would have one. 

Five noticed you staring, he followed your gaze to his arm. He lifted it so you could see it better, and an ever-present scowl on his face. 

“Do you have one?” He asked. 

You nodded solemnly and pushed up your sleeve. You placed your arm against his, the bird and the umbrella practically touching. You wondered why your Father loathed them so much and then it was quiet for a moment. 

“The houses of Capulet and Montague,” you spoke up in a mocking tone. 

“I didn’t ask you to betray your entire family,” He said. His voice was deep and rough, a sense of anger could be detected. 

“No, but you really twisted my arm showing me the whole apocalypse thing. I’m an empath idiot, your feelings became mine,” You were quick to snap back. 

Five liked that about you. You were nice and helpful, but you also knew when to stand your ground. He could compare you to a coin, two different sides yet well balanced. A perfect equilibrium. 

“I’ve helped you,” you murmured, “now I think you owe me.” 

He raised an eyebrow at you, curious and intrigued at what you were going to say. 

“I’ve only done this once and it didn’t end well. I need you to keep me grounded, do whatever it takes to get me back. My father believes that I can project my consciousness onto someone without looking into their eyes, so I’m going to try to do that to your sister, Allison,” you explained. 

“You said it didn’t end well? What happened?” Five asked, very concerned. 

“It takes a lot out of me, I couldn’t get into anyone’s mind and it almost killed me,” You confessed. 

“I’m sorry, did you say killed?” He responded wide-eyed. It warmed your heart that he was at least concerned about you. 

“Look, do you wanna find your family or not? Unless you have a better plan?” You asked with a slight raise of your voice. 

Five shook his head, knowing that this was the best plan You sat on the plush bed, curling your fingers around the soft comforter. You took a shaky breath and closed your eyes tightly. Running the fabric between your fingers you counted every stitch. You pictured his sister’s face in your mind, paying extra intention to her eyes. Five watched intently as you did, he was worried about you- you were an important asset and a powerful ally. It would be a shame if you died. Your eyes opened abruptly and to Five’s amazement and horror there was just white and a soft blue emanating from them. 

When you opened your eyes again to find yourself sitting at a kitchen table. Looking up you see Allison sitting across from you, intently reading the newspaper. If she was there, then who were you? Looking down and the palms of your hands the words ‘hello’ and ‘good-bye’ were splayed across them. 

“Well shit, I’m the pretty one,” You mumbled to yourself. Although you were very glad and very surprised that you had managed to pull this off, you would have to thank your father for the extra training the past few months. 

“What are you on about now, Klaus?” Allison said utterly unamused. 

“Actually it’s number five. Not your Five, the other five. Sparrow Five. Ya know what I’m rambling, I’m (Y/n),” You spit out quickly. Holy shit this man’s brain was fried. Everything was happening at a million miles an hour, you couldn’t keep up.

You watched as her expression changed, she stood up abruptly in the same fighting stance Five had used earlier. Her eyes watched you like a hawk and if looks could kill you’d be dead. 

“Your family killed my brother, now I swear if you harm one hair on Klaus’ stupid head. I’ll end you,” She spat venom dripping in her words. 

“He’s not dead! Five is very much alive, and we’re looking for you guys. So all we need is an address and we will be on our way,” You replied with a smile. 

“Yeah right, why would I trust you?” She questioned. 

“Look, Five is hurt really badly. This astral possession thing is gonna knock me on my ass, I won’t be able to protect him from my siblings. If you don’t help us, well, we’re both already dead,” You said in a somber tone. 

 You could tell that the gears we’re winding in her head. You felt a pain in your head that radiates in your chest, you coughed slightly and blood appeared on your hands. Shit its starting, you couldn’t stay much longer. You felt blood begin to slowly drip from your nose. Double shit with a cherry on top.

“What are you doing to him?” She yelled.

“Allison,” you choked, “he needs you.”

“Fine, just stop whatever you are doing to him!” She yelled in fear of her brother, Moments later she revealed the address, perfect that’s all you needed. Now you could get back and share your triumph. 

You closed your eyes tightly and the world began to spin. Round and round, faster and faster.  Until finally, you felt your legs give out but you didn’t hit the floor. You opened your eyes slowly to find yourself in Five’s arms. He was looking down at you, fear present in those emerald eyes. He let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank God, you started pouring out blood like a fountain. I thought you were dead,” He scolded. He sounded like an old man when he spoke, it was almost endearing. 

You touched your nose and wiped away some of the fresh blood, staring at it intently. You felt so weak, that was too much and you vowed never to do that again. The cost was far too high. You sat up and you felt Five’s hand on your back- ready to steady you if you need it. You had really scared him, he didn’t know why. He had just met you, so why did the thought of losing you hurt so badly.

“I did it,” You mumbled hoarsely. 

“Did what?” Five whispered in a soft voice. The tone was foreign even to him, but right now he felt like you needed a friend and not a sarcastic asshole. 

“I found them, I found your family. They aren’t far from here,” You breathed out. 

Five hugged you tightly and gave you a sincere thank you. You hugged back gently, you couldn’t remember the last time someone hugged you. It was a feeling you could get used to, warm, secure, and safe. You also couldn’t remember the last time you felt any of those things. Perhaps these umbrellas weren’t so bad after all.

“Come on,” You said breaking away, “let’s get some of those cookies, hit the road, and get you back to the right timeline.”

Taglist: alexander-hamilhoe

[astralfire-xiv]

Zero/Interactions

Ally Bios

Match start

“Bios, if I trip over those creepy vines because you can’t keep your creations under control, I’m going to feed you -limb for limb- to that oversized venus fly trap in your lab…”

Commend

“Seems like your disgusting plants are good for something. Well done.”

"Sometimes you scare me a little, Bios."

Chat

Bios: Zero, about that additional lab funding... I had this amazing idea and...

Zero: if it involves walking, talking, flesh eating plants, I want nothing to do with it.

Barrier down

“Let’s bury them, Bios.”

"Make fun of my accent one more time and I'll put a bullet through your head." (Line shared with Ally Chamber)

Enemy Bios

Kill

“Aw, you’re due for an update, Bios.”

“Rest, Freak.”

Last Kill

“There can only be one pretty blonde.”

"Salut he, gebuur." (Bel. NL Bye, neighbor.)

Ally Cypher

Match start

“Oh Cypher, next time I find you rummaging through my stuff, I’ll strap you to a chair. I’ll leave it up to your imagination what happens next.”

Chat

Cypher: “Ah Zero, mind making another puzzle for me?

Zero: “Hm? Oh god, you’re talking about my security, aren’t you?”

Round start

“We’ll lure them right out of their burrows, Cypher.”

Enemy Cypher:

Match Start

“Their Cypher’s petty circus tricks won’t work against a real programmer.”

Kill

“Mole taken care of”

Last Kill

“I’m a business woman, Cypher. I am always one step ahead.

Ally Chamber

Match start

“Regarde qui est là... The craftsman and his gilded masterpiece.”

“Chamber, I trust you have my back out there. You won’t betray me, right?”

Chat

Zero: “Don’t you ever get tired of pretending, dear?”

Chamber: “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Chamber: Regina, it’s truly wonderful to see you here. How do you fare, mademoiselle?

Zero: “Always the charmer, you. I’m doing quite well but let’s save the details for later, there’s more important matters at hand.”

Commend

“Breathtaking. Do it again.”

“Perfect as always, Chamber.”

Barrier down

"Seems like you're my partner in crime once more, Chamber."

"Make fun of my accent one more time and I'll put a bullet through your head." (Line shared with Ally Bios)

Enemy Chamber

Match start

“I see you there, Chamber. I’ll have you know you’re the first one on my hit list.”

“Oh Chamber, don’t you dare play coy with me now.”

Kill:

“Aw, sorry gorgeous.”

“Not so perfect now.”

Last kill

*tuts* “C’est dommage, monsieur Fabron…" (FR It’s a shame, Mr Fabron)

“Never trust a man that’s too good to be true.”

Ally Jett

Match start

“Jett, I admire your skills with the knife. Yes, your dueling skills are impeccable but I was actually referring to how quick and precise you cut those greens last night.”

Chat

Zero: “Jett, have you ever considered becoming a chef?”

Jett: “Man, I would have loved that but I think I like being with Valorant more.”

Commend

“I’m very impressed, Jett. You keep delivering.”

Enemy Jett

Kill

A flightless bird should be put down.

Last kill

Goodbye, little sparrow.

Ally Killjoy

Chat

Killjoy: “Zero, the module you made for the control room is outstanding! Would you mind discussing some improvements after the mission?”

Zero: Thank you for the offer but I don’t need your help. It’s perfect the way I designed it.

Round start

“Let’s round them up and take them out, Killjoy.”

Commend

“Well done, Killjoy. Don’t let it go to your head, though.”

Enemy Killjoy

Match start

“Genius of Germany? Hah, what a joke.”

Round start

“I’ll fry their Killjoy’s toys with a single snap of my fingers.”

Kill:

“Your head is too big for your body.”

Last kill

“From one genius to another. How does it feel to lose?”

Ally Kay/O

Match start

"Kay/O, is your name just a pun on Knocked Out or is there a deeper meaning to your it? Just... curious."

Chat

Kay/O: I rejected your proposal, Zero. The software I’m running on is fail proof, no need for updates.

Zero: We’ll see about that. If you’re as advanced as you claim, I will figure out your secrets eventually.

Enemy Kay/O

Kill

“You should have considered my firmware update.”

“Shame on your creators, Radiant Hunter!”

Last Kill:

“Your death makes you just another failure from the past.”

Ally Phoenix:

Match start

“Let’s ignite their fuses, Phoenix.”

Enemy Phoenix:

Kill

“You call that a firewall, boy?”

Last Kill

“Wasted potential.”

Ally Reyna

Chat

Zero: Reyna, you’re a fool to deny the technological advances of mankind in favour of radiance.

Reyna: I like you, Zero. Don’t give me a reason to dislike you.

Enemy Reyna

Match Start

“I’ll come for your crown, Empress.”

Kill

“Your reign is over, radiant queen.”

Last Kill

“Your power is impressive but unfortunately, you don’t use your brain.”

Enemy Yoru

Kill

“Sweet dreams, troublemaker.”

Last Kill

“You’re actually pretty cute when you keep your mouth shut.”

Enemy Zero

Kill

“Perhaps it’s better this way.”

“Even in death, you’re all alone. I pity you.”

“Game over, player 2”

Last Kill

“Rest well, friend.”

“Why did it have to end this way?”

“I stopped believing in you the moment I felt like I had to kill you.”

[icy-book]

normal and sparrow (or maybe lark, or maybe both) post-canon for the fic asks! I’m so normal about the oak family

Sorry I got to this so late! Timezones and all meant I was asleep when you sent this

Disclaimer: I haven't finished season 2, though I'm in the very last section of it, so this may not be canon compliant

It was the first game of the year for Teen High, and the first one Normal would be attending since that fatal dance. Scary and Link were out on the field, chatting as they got into position, Taylor was down by the reserve bench, for some reason, and next to him was... Sparrow.

He'd hardly believed it when he heard his dad would actually be attending the game. Sure, he wasn't busy with "work" (D.A.D.D.I.E.S.) anyway more, which had always been his excuse in the past, but after the dance and everything, Normal assumed he was just too embarassed of him to show up. Sure, Mr Marlowe ("Please, just call me Terry") had said it was more complicated than that, and Uncle Lark had told him Sparrow was so sad he didn't get to come (he was pretty sure that was a lie, or only a technical truth), but well, it was hard not to think it.

"Norm!" Scary's voice shook him out of his thoughts. "You better not be getting all down about your dad again."

"I can't help it!" When had Link and Scary even come over here? "He's actually here! This is my big chance to show him that Teeny is important, that he can be proud of me. What if I mess it up? What if he decides to completely ban me from being a mascot?"

"He wouldn't do that." Link's brows were furrowed. "He didn't stop you before, right? And you said he's actually trying now, so he'd probably let you keep being the mascot anyway."

Scary nodded. "And if he tries to ban you, I'll punch him."

"Please don't punch my dad."

"Okay, I'll just yell at him or something."

Normal looked up for a moment at the stands, and saw Sparrow waving at him, before beckoning him. "Oh god, is he waving me over? Please tell me I'm not seeing that."

"He's waving you over."

"Just go, Norm, it's not going to anything bad. And if it is-"

"Yeah, you'll punch him." He smiled at his two friends. "Thanks Scary. And Linc."

Quickly, he jogged up to where his dad was sitting.

"Hey, Normal," Sparrow ruffled his mascot head. "Imagine I'm ruffling your hair. Anyway, I just wanted to say, you're going to do great out there. And I brought orange slices for you and your friends after, okay? I think Darryl said that's a sports thing."

Normal wouldn't go as far as to say all his anxieties melted away, but a good chuck of the weight on his shoulders felt lighter. "Thank, Dad."

"Hey, Norm!" Taylor leaned over the railing. "You're gonna kill it! Just, try not to trip over, okay? That'd be bad."

"Thank, Taylor."

Sparrow gave him a little thumbs up. "Okay, that's all I wanted to say. Good luck, kiddo."

"Thanks, Dad!" And with that, the coach blew her whistle.

"Players, into position!"

"Gotta go! Bye Dad, bye Taylor, see you at half time!"

[ehud1564]

Ireprible damage part 5

part 1: here part 2: here part 3: here  part 4: here 

part 5: Conclusion: 

“ I didn’t want to stop the freanch American ceremony from happening! If I have to lose my freedom for everyone else to have their’s than fine, put me in jail” says the villain with a brand new form. One by one, all the heroes arrived at the scene, at the trap planted by the super villain. And one by the Heroes were “Liberated”. Majestia was liberated from her fear and sadness, Knight Owl was freed from his Morals, and went to arrest easier criminals. And so on and so on and so on. 

 “What is going to happen? How will the situation be fixed?” asks rose, panicking. “I don’t think it can be fixed” said Nino. “Even if by some miracle, the heroes will be defeated, it will not bring the dead back to life.” added Alya. “Too bad they don’t have Ladybug in here.” said Kim. “If it weren’t for Ladybug, We will have a similar amount of victims daily”.    

And than the Television switched to show Hawk Moth. “Ladybug, Chat Noir I am in New York. If you don’t want the party to be ruined, your only option is to hand your miraculous over to me.” 

“Hawk moth is here?” Asked Iven bewirlded. “Aperrently so” said Mrs. Mandalave, wondering why couldn’t she have a more peacful trip and questionin whether coming here was a good idea.

Jess went outside, to hide and be alone. “OK! I am completly alone against super heroes much stronger me, without my weapons, and the only thing I do have for me is that freanch girl!! No presure!!!!!” she said completly freaking out.  

“OK! Calm down! Calm down!!” she said focusing. She transformed into Sparrow and went in the direction of where the fight ended, using the shadows to not be seen. She found the manhole cover close to the building.  With a smirk, she said “Found you!” 

Marinette has started to calm down. She still has a headache, and she is still afraid, but she feels a little better. Now she is sitting and meditating, a thing she was taught by Fu before he lost his memory.  

“Ladybug” she hears from the direction of where she came from. “Spots on” she say with determination running away.   “Wait!! I need your help!!” Sparrow says, staisfied seeing Ladybug had stopped.  “Hawk Moth is in New York, and it seems he akumatized the Techno Pirate!!!  his powers made the heroes destroy the city!! We are the only herores left that can stop him!!”. “Hawk Moth is here? What did he to do here?” Questioned Ladybug. “I don’t know, but we must defeat and clean the damage!” answered Sparrow. “Well if we will be able to do that, we will bring you sister back to life, as all the damage done by the villain will be erased.” Said Ladybug ready to spring to action. “That’s a relief” replied Sparrow, with a sigh.   

Both of them came out of the sewers and went to hide on the earth, where they had a visual of the heroes.

Ladybug: “We need to think where the Akuma is. It’s probably in his handcups! He already wore tham when he attacked at the museum!”   

Sparrow: “He is also wearing the necklace from the museum! The one Lahfayete gave to Washington!” 

Ladybug: “It’s probably a miraculous! That will explain his sudden power boost! We need to get it and we will be able to return the heroes to normal!” 

Sparrow: “But how will we get pass the heroes? We don’t even where he is.”

Ladybug Yoyo got a notification on it, and it showed a rocket rising from the water. You could hear Hawk Moth in it saying “Ladybug and Cat Noir! If the rocket were to take off because of you a world war will be declared! Unless you give me your miraculous of cours1 you have seven minutes~!” and than it showed the villain on the statue of liberty. 

Ladybug: Well now we know where he is. How will we get there on time? 

Sparrow: If the heroes notice us we will be fried! Can you somehow teleport? 

 “Let’s see” Ladybug said, pulling out glasses from her Yoyo. “Can you help us get there?’ she asked the Kwami. “No, I am exauhsted” he answered.  “We need another way than. Who else can teleport?” She asked Sparrow, checking the design of the statue for any week spots.

 Sparrow: “Doorman!” 

Ladybug: “Now we just need to find a way to convience him to help us! Any ideas?” 

Sparrow: “No. How about you?” 

 “Let’s try! Lucky Charm!” Ladybug said, throwing her Yoyo in the air, and catching a red liberty statue key chain. “Doorman love keys, we can use them to tempt him!” Sparrow said trying to rush things.  “But how will we covince him to go there?” said Ladybug with a frown. “He always wanted to see the safe inside the statue!” Sparrow said happily already tasting victory. “Let’s find a door than!”  

“Sorry miss. We need to use your phone and you house door! Do you have a pretty box?” Ladybug asked the women they broke into her house? “On it” replied the women bringing a shoe box. “Thanks! Now hide” Ladybug replied taking a picture of the closed box with the ift in it, sending it from the women’s phone with “Hi! I saw you were going on a tour so I made you a gift! come get it in *appartment*”. Ladybug and Sparrow hid so they would be out of sight. 

Doorman apeared, and opened the box. “I know you really liked keys, so here is a key chain as a gift for you!” he red from the note on it. “Why thank you! Wait…. the stuate, that’s where I should have started! Of course!” 

Doorman closed the door and reopened it, and Ladybug and Sparrow followed, hiding so he won’t see them.  “Here it is! the key for the safe hidden in the statue!” They quickly followed him as he made another door, letting him see what’s inside as they quickly climbed up. An alarm started ringing. “We ony have twenty seconds left!” Ladybug said, accelerating her pace.  

She opened the door, quickly taking the necklace and throwing it over to Sparrow, “Transform and fix the heroes, I will distract him!” Sparrow wore the necklace and the Kwami apeared “Hello fledgling, all you have to say is Leere, Wings of liberty!”.  “Lerre wings of liberty” Sparrow transformed (without turning into Jess, so not revealing she isn’t the original Sparrow) and contiued saying  “Cool down”, bringing the heroes back to normal. 

 Meanwhile Ladybug managed to catch the remote and keep Techno Pirate from lauhnching the missle. “Where is Chat Noir?” he asked. “Never coming back!” she replies fiercly while launching her yoyo at his head. He lanched her claws at him and she caught two of them with her yoyo.  Sparrow came from behind them, using his weapon to tie him up, and Knight Owl cut his handcups. 

“No more evil doing for you little akuma! Time to devilise! Bye bye little butterfly. Miraculous Ladybug!!”  and thus the damage is repared. Uncanny Valey was repared and reunited with her Mother in a very emotional reunion.  “Well. I think I have misjuged you Ladybug. You are a good hero.” said Knight Owl. “And you too Sparrow. You have proved that you are ready to streach your wings as well. I am proud of you” he said as he hugged him. “Thanks sir!” 

 Sparrow tried to take of her necklace but was stopped by Ladybug. “Or… maybe you can come and help me in Paris? We worked really well together, and I need some help in Paris. So what do you say?” Ladybug asked hopefully. “No bad feelings if you don’t of course.” she added.  

“What about New York? I can’t just leave. Plus I can’t speak freanch. Sorry Ladyug.” Sparrow said a little upset. “That’s OK. I will figure it out. Can I have the necklaece than?” Ladybug asked, disappointed. And Sparrrow gave it back. “Well, goodbye than.” Ladybug said, as she went away and transformed back. 

Marinette went back to where all their friends are, to be abseloutly crushed by a group hug. “Marinette you are alive!!! I am so sorry!! I should have never done that to you!!!! I understand you want to move on from Adrien, and I promise I will help you. I shouldn’t have done that!!!!!” Alya said crying. “Oh it’s OK Alya. Thank you!!”  

“We are doing a video for Adrien as a suprise. Do you want to help us?” Alya asked. “Nah” Marinette answered. “I rathar not.” 

Bonus: 

Later:

“Let’s try it than” Marinette said, wearing the necklace. “Leere, Wings of liberty!” Marinette transformed. She used her power on Tikki “Tikki, you are enslaved to the miraculous, forced to follow all of the holders orders and transform when said. I free you from that enslavement!” 

“Did it work?”  Marinette asked. “Let’s try” answered Tikki.  

Marinette: “Tikki, I order you to bring me that cookie!”.

 Tikki:“No”

Marinette:“Great it worked!!!” 

Marinette detransformed, “Let’s try Transforming than. Resist it.”. “Tikki spots on!!” She said, but she didn’t transform. “It works!!! Great!! Now we could liberate all the Kwamies and no one will ever be able to use them for evil. And of course, you aren’t forced to obey me.” 

The End. Probably.

[fanaticfangirl001]

Like Real People Do Ch 4: Gadget

Author's note: Gadget is a character from The Disney Rescue Rangers show,Rocky Graziano is a boxer from the 40s, from Brooklyn. And in the United States there currently is no such thing as a conditional pardon, so I headcanon that it was specifically made for Bucky and other super powered individuals

Taglist: @p3nny4urth0ught5, @kissofvenom922

(I really thought that this wouldn't fit, I guess they fixed the word limit)

“Buck. Are you watching this?” Winnie asks looking away from the television

“I am.” Bucky says shortly.

“You okay?” Winnie asks as the interview with Good Morning America begins.

“No.” Bucky answers flatly.

“I found out where the Flag smashers are.” Winnie changes the subject.

“Good” Bucky answers, his eyes not looking away from his television screen.

“So did Sam.” Winnie adds.

“I’m not calling him.” Bucky thinks about throwing something,anything at the tv but stops himself.

“You don’t have to. I leave Fri-tomorrow to check it out.” Winnie informs him.

“You can’t go alone.” Bucky shakes his head even if she can’t see him through the phone.

“I’m not alone.” Winnie packs her bag.

“If you’re right and these are super soldiers, you and Sam won’t be enough to take them.” Bucky insists.

“Then grab your oil can and let’s go.” Winnie laughs.

“We need a plan,”Bucky says.

“What we do have is a plane, a former avenger, a man with a vibranium arm, that’s you, and a stunning tech whiz, that’s me.” Winnie says.

“That will have to be enough, I guess.” Bucky sighs.

“ Meet me at the bus station, four in the morning tomorrow.”Winnie hangs up.

Winnie and Bucky stand at the lower part of the military complex.

“Your guy better be here.” Bucky says.

“He is.”Winnie points up towards Joaquin and Sam.

Bucky sighs.

“Shouldn’t have given up the shield.” Bucky walks over.

Winnie follows and holds him by the shoulder. “Easy Buck.”

“Good to see you too, Buck.” Sam scoffs.

“This is wrong.” Bucky starts.

“Hey hey, look, I’m working, all right. So all this is gonna have to wait.” Sam stops him.

“You didn’t know that was gonna happen.” Bucky asks.

“It was pretty obvious.” Winnie interjects.

“Who are you?”- Sam looks at Winnie.

“I’m Winnie, Ex- shield and a hacker friend of Buck’s.” Winnie answers.

“Anyway, no of course I didn’t know that was gonna happen.” Sam adds. “ You think it didn’t break my heart to see them march him out there, and call him the new Captain America.”

“Steve didn’t want this.” Bucky says bluntly.

“Oh my god. What do you want me to do? Call America and tell them I changed my mind. Huh.”Sam replies.

“You had no right to give up the shield.” Bucky says sternly.

“Buck.” Winnie warns.

“Hey, this is what you're not gonna do. You’re not gonna come here in your overextended life and tell me about my rights. It’s over, Bucky. Besides I have bigger things to deal with now.” - Sam walks away with Bucky and Winnie following.

“The Flagsmashers, we know.”- Winnie explains.

“How do you know?” Sam asks.

“I hacked Joaquin’s phone and your drone, Green Sparrow.” Winnie says.

“Red Wing.” Sam corrects.

“Green, red it’s the same to me.” Winnie shrugs.

“I don’t trust red wing.” - Bucky adds.

“You don’t have to trust Redwing, But I’m gonna go see if he’s right. Cause I have a feeling they might be part of the Big Three.” Sam puts on his goggles.

“Big three?”Bucky asks.

“Androids, Aliens, and Wizards.” -Sam replies.

“That’s not a thing.” Bucky says definitively.

“That’s definitely a thing.” Sam argues.

“No.” Bucky argues back.

“Everytime we fight, it’s one of the three.” Sam readies his wings.

“Who are you fighting now, Gandalf?” Bucky scoffs.

“How do you know about Gandalf?”- Sam questions confused.

“I read the Hobbit in 1937 when it first came out.” Bucky says.

“Old man flex but okay.” Winnie adds.

“So you see my point.”

“No I don’t. There are no wizards.”

“Doctor Strange.”

“Is a sorcerer.”

“A sorcerer is a wizard without a hat.”

“You know I thought he was missing something.” Winnie interjects.

“But these guys aren’t magical, they use brute force just like you, the incredibly annoying guy with the staring problem.”

“I’m coming with you.” Bucky insists walking towards the plane.

“Me too.”- Winnie follows

“No you’re not.” Sam follows the two of them to the plane.

Winnie taps her rocket boots making sure they are ready for the big jump.

“So you made those?” Joaquin asks.

“Yeah, a couple of other things too. These coveralls, completely bulletproof, the kevlar long sleeve under shirt also helps. Steel whip, taser bombs, black out bombs, dagger boomerangs.” Winnie tries not to brag.

“And Shield never used any of it.” Joaquin asks, confused.

“Yeah, that’s how the cookie crumbled.” Winnie trails off

Bucky is glaring at Joaquin. He has no reason to dislike the guy, just he’s too friendly with Winnie.

“One minute to drop off, Sam.” Joaquin reminds.

Sam and Bucky are now staring at each other.

Winnie sitting beside Bucky.

“So what’s our plan?” Bucky asks.

Sam ignores him.

“Great no plan.” Bucky says to himself.

“Yeah we’re winging it.” - Winnie nudges Sam to receive no reaction.

“ Thirty seconds.” Joaquin warns.

“Enjoy your ride, Buck.” Sam says.

“No, you can’t call me that.”

“Why not? That’s what Steve called you.” Sam reasons.

“Steve knew me longer and Steve had a plan.” - Bucky adds.

“Fifteen seconds to drop.” Joaquin comes back again.

“I have a plan.”- Sam readies himself to jump.

“Really. What is it?” Bucky asks.

Sam jumps out of the plane.

“Nice plan.” Winnie adds getting herself together to jump.

“Great, where’s the chute?”- Bucky asks Joaquin.

“We’re at 200 feet. It’s too low for a chute.” - Joaquin answers looking out of the plane.

“I don’t need it anyway.” Bucky shrugs and jumps.

“Bye Joaquin.” Winnie yells before jumping out with her rocket boots.

Winnie glides through the air gracefully landing on her feet beside Bucky who fell and screamed.

Redwing hums beside Bucky.

“You alright, Buck.” Winnie taps her boots back to normal.

“Yeah.” Bucky lays on the ground.

“I have all that on camera, you know that right.” Sam's voice comes from Redwing.

“Get out of my face, Sam, or I’ll break it.” Bucky growls.

“So Sam, about Red Wing…” Winnie starts.

“No.” Sam cuts her off.

“You don’t even know what I was going to ask.” Winnie

“Bucky keep Gadget over there away from Red Wing.” Sam says.

“Fine.” Winnie huffs.

“Head north you two, come on.” Sam is outside the warehouse.

Bucky and Winnie run up to the warehouse.

Red Wing flies above Bucky

“Oh-ho-ho. Don’t hurt him.”Sam laughs at Bucky swatting at the drone.

“I think he’s cool.” Winnie shrugs.

“You’re doing the staring thing again.They’re in there”- Sam reminds Bucky.

“Where’s the guy?” - Bucky peaks over.

“I don’t know.” Sam watches.

“There has to be more of them.”Winnie gets a look for herself.

“I think they’re smuggling weapons though.” Sam gestures towards the crates.

“But if they are super soldiers, then why do they need to smuggle weapons. They’re the weapon.” Winnie interjects.

“I think Sam could be right. Only one way to find out.” Bucky adds.

“Hold up.” Winnie grabs him.

“I see a clear path. I say we take it.” Bucky tells the two.

“We’re not assassins.” Sam stops Bucky.

“I’ll see you inside or not.” Bucky pushes him off.

“Hey come on man, I’m just messing with you. Come back.” Sam whispers.

Winnie follows Bucky stealthily.

“Look at him all stealthy.” Sam laughs. “ A little time in Wakanda and you come out White Panther.”

“It’s actually White Wolf.” Bucky corrects.

“Huh?”

“Not to interrupt the banter, but we have something kind of important over there.” Winnie interrupts.

“We’re inside. Therefore, way ahead of you. Not great but doable.” Bucky says to Sam.

Sam stealthily and quickly is beside the two.

“Alright, let’s go.”

“No, wait.” Sam grabs him

“I got a vibranium arm. I can take them.”

“And I can fly. Who gives a shit? Wait.” Sam watches the guys.

“Sam’s right, like I said earlier there has to be more.” Winnie adds.

“I want to see where they're going.”Sam and Winnie watch the guys grab crates and load them into a truck.

“There’s two people.” Bucky says.

“You only see two.”

“That’s what I saw.” Bucky replies.

“Let's see what Red Wing sees.” Sam taps on his arm controller.

“All right.”Bucky sighs.

“You two bicker like an old married couple.” Winnie scoffs.

“How many people do you see now? One two...Oh here it comes again.” Sam shows the two of them.

“Four five” Bucky counts.

“Yeah five yeah.” Sam says.

“So they’re strong. Whatever.” Bucky scoffs.

“Too strong…” Winnie adds “ I was right.”

“All right let’s go.” Bucky

“Wait.” Sam

A small oil can clatters when it hits the ground.

“Shit.” The three hide behind the shelves.

“There’s an eighth person. I think they have a hostage.” Sam sees through Redwing.

Bucky runs, Sam flies with his wings. Winnie taps her boots and goes to rocket boots. She’s in the air with Sam. The wind flies through her hair. She instantly feels like her old self again, the Shield badass inventor and agent.

Bucky is in the truck with the hostage. He opens the truck and climbs in.

“Hi” - Bucky says to a small looking girl.

“Bucky, talk to me. What’s going on?” Sam asks.

“You okay.” Winnie’s voice through Red Wing.

“Found the hostage.”- Bucky says to Sam then turns towards the girl“ You okay?”

Girl smiles and kicks Bucky out of the truck, against the next truck.

“Shit” Bucky groans.

The girl puts on the mask. Bucky is grabbed by the masked people and taken to the top of the truck. Red Wing shows up to fight and is grabbed by the girl and broken.

“I’ve always wanted to do that,”Bucky says while being captured.

Sam lands on the truck and kicks the girl.

“Glad of you to join the fight Sam.” Bucky is being held by two guys.

Winnie drops onto the truck and grabs a guy by the arm with her whip, she’s nearly thrown off the truck with her own whip until she flies around with it and kicks the guy From above two new people join the fight and the shield is involved. A helicopter delivers another guy kicking people off the truck.

“Sam. John Walker, Captain America” The new man introduces himself.

“Lemar Hoskins.” The man beside him introduces.

“Looks like you guys could use some help.” John adds.

“A little less talking, more punching.” Winnie yells as she’s thrown off the truck.

She grabs the other truck with the side of her whip and throws herself into the grass.

Bucky is hanging upside down onto the bottom half of the truck.

“That little girl kicked your ass.” Sam reminds.

“Ahh!” Bucky yells as he tries to slow down the trucks with his arm.

Sam weaves through the wheels of the truck and tackles Bucky onto the grass, both of them rolling into a field of wildflowers.

Winnie is there wearing a flower crown cleaning herself off with a medicated wipe.

“Could have used that shield.” Bucky adds.

“Get off of me.” Sam pushes Bucky off of him.

“Oh uh Sam…” Winnie starts.

“I don’t want to hear it.” Sam interrupts.

“Okay.” Winnie grabs her book bag and reattaches it to her coveralls.

“Those were all Super Soldiers, Sam.”

“I know.” Sam nods. “You’re welcome by the way.”

“I think we did pretty good.” Winnie says “ All things considered. No one died.”

The three of them walk along the small stretch of backwoods.

“Sorry about Red Wing.” Bucky breaks the silence.

“No you’re not.” Sam deflects.

“About Red Wing I..” Winnie trails off.

“I know you wanted to mess with him.The answer is still no.” Sam

“I grabbed what was left of him. No man left behind.” Winnie taps her backpack.

“Thanks.” Sam says to Winnie,then turns to Bucky “What’s going on in that big cyborg brain of yours?”

“It’s computing.” Bucky replies sarcastically.

“I can actually see it. I can see the gears turning.Oh they’re malfunctioning, shutting down, Yep, they’re on fire.” Sam goes along with it.

“We gotta figure out where the serum is coming from.” Bucky says finally.

“And how in the hell after 80 years are there eight Super Soldiers runnin’ loose?Sam adds.

“They are not very selective in who they give the serum to.” Winnie adds “ I mean the red head looks like a kid.”

The car pulls up and honks beside them.

“So that didn’t go as planned, huh?” John Walker smiles at them.

The trio ignore him.

“Look at least we know what we're up against.” John Walker says “ And we’re pretty sure it’s one of the big three.”

“Aliens, Androids, or wizards.”

“Pretty sure.”

“There’s no such thing as wizards.” Bucky says firmly.

“Then it’s aliens, or androids.” John Walker

“Or Super Soldiers.” Sam adds.

“Shit. Super Soldiers,for real.” Lemar asks.

“Yeah.” The trio nod.

“Then we gotta work together.”

“That’s not happening.” Bucky shakes his head.

“I think we stand a much better chance if we all just..” John insists.

“Just cause you carry that shield, it doesn’t mean you’re Captain America.” Bucky blurts out.

“Look I’ve done the work.” Walker insists.

“No you haven’t.” Winnie argues.

“Who are you?” Walker looks at Winnie up and down.

“Winnie, ex-shield operative. I keep a low profile but you haven’t. Being paraded on television, kissing senator’s hands and shaking babies,” Winnie mocks.

“You ever jump on top of a grenade?” Bucky asks.

“Yeah actually I have. Four times. It’s this thing I do with my helmet.Anyway it’s twenty miles to the airport, do you guys want a ride. Guys, Gary stop, get in.” John Walker says.

The trio looks at each other and gets in the car.

“Okay so eight super soldiers on a bulk supply run.” John starts trying to theorize.

“They say they're trying to get things like they were during the Blip. Maybe they’re trying to help.” Sam answers.

“Funny way of showing it.” Bucky adds.

“That serum doesn’t have the best track record. No offense. “John says.

“Buck’s problem wasn’t the serum.” Winnie interjects.

“Winnie, he didn’t mean.”Bucky puts a hand on her shoulder.

“You got a good woman by your side.” John nods.

“We’re not.” Winnie adds.

“Oh.” John trails off.

“We need to figure out where they’re going, How did you track them here?” Sam asks Lemar.

“We didn’t track them. We tracked you, uh through Red Wing.” Lemar answers.

“You hacked my tech?” Sam adds.

“It’s not exactly hacking. It’s government property. Kind of the government.” John.

“More like you’re government property.” Winnie rolls her eyes.

“I’m not. Anyway does he always stare like that?” John asks about Bucky’s staring.

“You get used to it.” Sam shrugs.

“You know things have gotten kind of uh” John trails off.

“Chaotic.” Lemar finishes.

“Yeah the GRC is doing the best they can to get things up and running smoothly, post Blip.” John Walker explains.

“Reactivating citizenship, social security, health care. Managing resources for refugees who were displaced by the return.” Lemar adds.

“The Global Repatriation Council does that. I get that. So why exactly are you two here.” Sam

“Intimidation, Occupation, Why send a whole army when you can get by with two.” Winnie answers darkly.

“No, They provide the resources, we keep things stable.” Lemar answers.

“Violent revolutionaries aren’t good for anyone’s cause.” John adds.

“Usually said by people with all the resources.”Sam argues.

“We got a lot of resources. If you guys joined up with us, we could..” John insists on a team up.

“No.” Bucky adds bluntly.

“I got mad respect for y’all but you were getting your asses kicked till we showed up.” Lemar adds.

“You know they fought a genocidal alien right?” Winnie asks. “He was purple, snapped everyone away.”

“Who are you?” Bucky asks, shifting his gaze to Lamar.

“Lemar Hoskins.” Lamar says.

“Look I see a guy hanging out of a helicopter in tactical gear, I need a lot more than Lemar Hoskin.” Sam scoffs.

“I’m Battlestar, John’s partner.” Lemar adds.

“Battlestar, Stop the Car!” Bucky calls out.

“Look I get it.” John starts.

Bucky gets out of the car shaking his head.

“And I’m not trying to be Steve.I’m not trying to replace Steve.I’m just trying to be the best Captain America I can be.” John adds to Sam and Winnie.

“One thing, don’t call him Bucky, you haven’t earned it. For you it’s James. Two, the three of us know what we’re doing. There’s a lot out there John, that you’ve never seen.” Winnie says harshly.

“I think I know what I’m doing. And It’d be a whole lot easier if I had Cap’s wingmen on my side.” John adds.

Sam scoffs leaving the car,“ It’s always that last line.”

“This is my que.” Winnie announces and starts to climb off.

“You know, Winnie, I could get you a nice desk job, with the CIA if you walk away from them.” John informs.

“John, I don’t know if you’ve noticed but I don’t trust the government.” Winnie laughs.

“Why not?” John leans on the shield.

“A lot of reasons, but right now you’re one of them.” Winnie deflects.

“I’m a good old boy from Georgia.” John explains.

“And I’m from Brooklyn, but you know what, you’re right. I should be a little more welcoming.” Winnie has an idea about how she’s going to get that blood sample.

“You could start with a smile.” John suggests.

“Give you a nice warm Brooklyn welcome.” Winnie leans on the car as she grins at him.

“That’s better.” John smiles back at her.

Winnie slugs John straight to the nose.

Lemar pulls John away from the edge of the car. “Go Gary Go!”

Winnie turns back to see Sam smirking with his arm crossed and Bucky is staring at her.

She puts the ring in a small plastic bag.

“You throw a good punch, Gadget.” Sam

“Thanks.” Winnie adds “ We should get to walking.”

“Bucky, are you coming?” Sam asks.

“Yeah.” Bucky walks on the right side of Winnie with Sam on her left.

“I’d do it again.” Winnie puts her fists up.

“Easy, Graziano.” Bucky pats her shoulder.

“I can do this all day.” Winnie starts shadow boxing as they’re walking.

Sam’s laughing at her bob and weaving.

Bucky stares at Winnie and thinks, Man Steve would’ve liked her a lot. He’d probably help her punch John even though she didn’t need any help. He wouldn’t understand the constant technology but would love to see her sketchbook. They’d probably draw together.

The three are picked up at the airfield. Bucky sits in the middle and Sam off to the side laying down. Winnie sits on the other side of Bucky.

“You alright?” Sam asks.

Bucky nods.

“ So any ideas on where to go now?” Winnie asks.

“Let’s take the shield, Sam. Let’s take the shield and do this ourselves.” -Bucky says gruffly.

“I like that idea.” Winnie adds.

“We can’t just run up on the man, beat him up, and take it.” Sam shakes his head.

“I mean you could.It’s doable.” Winnie nods.

“Do you remember the last time we stole it?” Sam asks.

“Maybe.” - Bucky says.

“I’ll help you in case you forgot. Sharon was branded an enemy of the State, and Steve and I were on the run for two years. I don’t know about you but I don’t want to live the rest of my life la vida loca” Sam reminds.

Winnie looks off when Sam mentions Sharon.

“We just got our asses handed to us by super soldiers and we got nothing.” Sam continues.

“Not entirely true. There is someone you should meet.” Bucky says.

When the plane lands in Maryland Bucky looks over towards Winnie.

“You okay?” Bucky

“Yeah.” Winnie says.

“So who’s this guy, you want me to meet.” Sam asks.

“You’ll see.” Bucky

The plane lands near Baltimore, Maryland.

Two kids playing as Bucky, Sam, and Winnie pass them.

“Hey it’s Black Falcon. What up?” The first kid says.

“Just Falcon, kid.” Sam corrects.

“No, my daddy told me it’s Black Falcon.” - The first kid argues.

“Is it because I’m black and I’m the Falcon.” Sam continues.

“Bucky, are you sure this is a good idea?” Winnie asks Bucky as Sam is busy with the kids.

“Yes.” Bucky nods.

“It’s just the shield file says…” Winnie trails off.

“You don’t have to go in.” Bucky reminds.

“Great, I’ll call Joaquin, I have a favor to ask him.” Winnie thinks back to her punching John and her ring.

“Well technically I mean yes.” The first kid says to Sam.

“So are you like black kid?” Sam asks laughing.

The first kid sighs.

“I got him, right.” Sam laughs.

Bucky and Sam knock on the door. Winnie is standing on the driveway near the road.

Winnie sees the two not getting in at first and starts to call Joaquin.

“Pick up..” She says softly.

“Hey, Winnie the pooh.” Joaquin answers.

“Can I get a different nickname?”- Winnie asks.

“Breech, or Rocky.” - Joaquin answers.

“Oh so you heard about me punching John.”Winnie sighs.

“Yeah, not a lot of people are happy with that, but it’s okay by me.” Joaquin says simply.

“Why?”

“You were defending Bucky, or at least that’s what John told everyone.”

“He what?”

“ He said that you were defending your boyfriend’s honor, which now that I think about it makes sense, he was glaring at me all throughout the drop off.”

“Buck isn’t my boyfriend.”

“You call him Buck.”

“Yeah, if I were to date someone, I’d call them something more affectionate than Buck.”

“Anyway, what did you need?”

“I don’t trust John.”

“Obviously.”

“Those tests from MIT were off the charts. There has to be something wrong with him.”

“I’d need blood to run some tests on.”

“Is dried okay?”

“Yeah, so that’s actually why you punched him. To collect a sample.”

“That and he has a very punchable face.”

“Where are you right now?”

“Uh Baltimore,why?”

“How good are you at scrambling a police car's computer.”

“I’ve done it a couple times, why?” Winnie

“There’s a warrant out for Bucky.”

“What did he do?”

“It’s more about what he didn’t do.”

“Therapy.” Winnie sighs.

“Yeah, part of his pardon.”

“Conditional pardons aren’t even part of the Federal process, that was something made up just for Bucky.”

“Yeah, it’s bull shit, just stay out of trouble, Rocky.”

“I’ll try.” Winnie hangs up.

Sam and Bucky are quickly out of the house and arguing.

“Sam” Bucky says

“Why didn’t you tell me about Isaiah? How could nobody bring him up?”Sam asks, getting louder.

“I see this went well.” Winnie follows the two out, closing the gate behind them.

“I asked you a question, Bucky.”Sam continues.

“I know.” Bucky ignores the first question.

“Steve didn’t know about him.” Sam asks.

“He didn’t. I didn’t tell him.”Bucky answers.

“Most of Shield never knew, either. Coverup stories run deep.” Winnie adds.

“So you’re telling me that there was a black Super Soldier decades ago and nobody knew about it!” Sam says loudly.

People are starting to watch. Sirens pull up to the three.

“Hey!” An Officer yells getting out of his car.

“What’s up?” Sam asks.

“Is there a problem here?- Officer asks.

“No we’re just talking.” -Sam answers.

“We’re fine.” - Bucky answers.

“Young lady, are you okay?” Officer asks Winnie.

“Yeah, I’m good. You can go back to the Wee Woo Wagon.” Winnie pulls out her phone to record this.

“Can I see your ID?” Officier asks Sam

“I don’t have an ID, why?”

“Do you have a reason to be asking?” Winnie asks.

“Okay sir just calm down.”

“I am calm. What do you want? We’re just talking.”

“Just give him your ID.” Bucky says.

“James, stop talking.” Winnie warns.

“No I’m not giving him shit. We’re just talking.”

“Is he bothering you?” Officer asks Bucky again.

“Do you know who he is?” Bucky gestures towards Sam.

Second officer comes up and whispers “Hey these guys are Avengers.”

“Oh god I’m so sorry Mr.Wilson. I didn’t recognize you without the goggles.wait here” The Officer goes back to his car.

“I didn’t tell anyone because he had already been through enough.” Bucky says softly to Sam.

“Mr.Barnes.” The officer comes back. “There’s a warrant out of your arrest.”

“Shit.” Winnie starts typing on her phone to mess with the computer’s in the police cars.

“The president pardoned him for all that.” Sam defends Bucky.

“Not for that. You missed your court-mandated therapy.It’s like missing a check in with you PO. Sorry Mr. Barnes, you’re under arrest.” He handcuffs Bucky and walks him to the police car.

Bucky is put into the back of the police car, he can see the computer malfunctioning and can’t help but to smile a little. It starts to short circuit.

“So let’s go to jail.” Winnie starts walking.

“Wait, did you know?” Sam follows her.

“Know about Isiah, yes but I wasn’t supposed to. I wrote to him, and asked if I could help him” Winnie explains then stops.

“And.” Sam

“He asked me to leave him alone. So I did.” Winnie ends the story.

“Not Isiah, did you know about Sharon?” Sam asks as the two walk out of the neighborhood.

“Uh no.” Winnie answers shortly.

“Were you two close?” Sam asks.

“Yeah.” Winnie nods.

“Do you have her number?”

“No, I deleted it a few days ago.”

“Why?”

“I don’t want to talk about this.” Winnie then asks “Do you have any money to bail Buck out.”

“No, what about you?” Sam turns his pockets out.

“Fifty bucks and a coupon for frozen yogurt.” Winnie shakes her head “Not even enough for a good bribe.”

“What did you talk to Joaquin about?”

“I don’t trust John.”

“Same here.”

“I asked Joaquin if he could test John’s blood for anything irregular.”

“You think he has some serum in him.”

“Well not enough to make a difference, we got our asses kicked.”

The conversation stops.

“For real though, what’s up with you and Bucky?” Sam breaks the silence.

“Coworkers, I guess. I did intel so he could make his amends. He texts me so I guess we're friends.” Winnie shrugs.

“He lets you call him Buck.” Sam reminds.

“Yeah.” Winnie shrugs again.

“That’s pretty big.”

“Is it?” Winnie asks.

“Yeah that was Steve’s thing.”

“What happened to Steve, he never told me.” Winnie asks.

“ The truth or what we tell civilians.”

“The truth.” Winnie clairfies.

“He went back in time, and created a different reality for himself.”

“He abandoned Buck.”

“I’m sure he had his reasons.”

“I’m not so sure I would have liked Steve, if he can just abandon his friends.”

Sam and Winnie make it to the jail and are waiting in a large room with couches and an old coffee maker.

“I’ve heard a lot about you Sam. I’m Dr. Raynor, Bucky’s therapist.” Dr. Raynor shakes Sam’s hand.

Winnie looks up at the women speaking.

“You must be W, nice to meet you.” She adds.

“Thank you for getting him out.” Sam shakes her hand.

“That wasn’t me.” Dr. Raynor says.

“Christina!” John Walker calls out walking down the hallway.

“You gotta be kidding me. You know him.”

“Yeah, we did some field ops back in the day.”

“I heard you were working with Bucky, so I thought I’d step in. Bucky’s not going to be following a strict schedule any longer.”

“We haven’t finished our work. Who authorized this?” - Dr. Raynor asks.

“Um.” John gestures towards himself.

Winnie stays seated near Sam ignoring John, with the small bandage over his nose.

“He’s too valuable an assent to have tied up. Just do whatever you got to do with him, then send him off to me. Got some unfinished business me and him, you too, Wilson. I’ll be outside.” John explains.

Winnie sits up when she hears that.

“James, condition of your release session now, You too, Sam.” Dr.Raynor says.

“That’s okay I’ll be out here with…” Sam trails off.

“That wasn’t a request.” Dr. Raynor walks off to the room.

“Don’t do anything stupid, Gadget.” Sam says to Winnie before following Dr. Raynor.

“You and Buck are taking all the stupid with you.” Winnie stands up and makes herself a coffee at a dingy machine inside of a cheap styrofoam cup.

She goes outside with it.

“Winnie.” -John says sharply.

“John.” - Winnie replies. “ Here.” she holds the coffee out to him as a peace offering.

“What did you do to it?” John asks looking in the cup.

“A little sugar, little cream.” Winnie answers, the cup of coffee looks like a very light shade of brown.

“No poison.”

“No poison, unless you hate cheap coffee.”

“Thanks.” John takes a sip.

“We got off on the wrong foot.” Winnie starts.

“The wrong foot that ended with you punching me.”

“Yeah sorry about that. Would you like a coupon for free frozen yogurt.”

“No.”

“Listen, I care about Buck.”

“You showed me that when you broke my nose.”

“Again, sorry, I just wanted to talk to you about what you said earlier.” Winnie

“I’m not helping you get a CIA job.”

“No not that. You called Buck an asset.”

“He is one.”

“I just want to make sure he keeps his autonomy, and isn’t treated like a weapon.”

“And he will, I promise.” John adds “ Regardless of what you are or aren’t to Buck, he has a good woman by his side.”

“You can’t call him Buck, you haven’t earned it.”

“Getting him out of jail isn’t enough.”

“No.”

“Listen, you’re trying my patience. I’m just trying here, being the best Captain. I can be.”

“Speaking condescendingly to two Avengers who’ve saved the world from aliens isn’t helping you. You’re out of your element, having Buck and Sam around, dealing with things in ways that you can’t, is more helpful than you know.”

“You don’t know anything about me, and what I can handle.”

“You’re right, I don’t and I don’t mean to annoy you. I’m sorry.”

The conversation goes silent.

“Must be heavy, huh?” Winnie gestures towards the shield.

“Not really.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Do you want to hold it?” John asks.

“Sure.” Winnie answers.

“You’re not going to try to run off with it, are you?” John asks.

“No,but could you take my picture with my phone.”

“Sure.”

Winnie hands John her phone. John hands Winnie the shield. From behind the shield, Winnie takes off a button from her coveralls that has a tracker inside, she attached it to the furthest part of the reinforced leather strap facing the shield so John won’t see it or notice it when he’s holding it. She smiles and John takes the picture. Winnie hands John the shield back and gets her phone back.

Sam and Bucky walk out of the police station, John makes the siren go off to call them over.

“Gentlemen.” John calls out. Winnie stands beside John, leaning against the car. “ Good to see you again.Look if we divide ourselves, we don’t stand a chance, you guys know that.”

“What do you got?” Sam asks.

“The leader’s name is Karli Morgenthau.We’ve been targeting civilians who’ve been helping Karli move from place to place.” John answers.

“They geotag the location then scramble the signal.” Lemar adds.

“ But our satellites have found their symbol popping up in various displaced communities all across Central and Eastern Europe.”

“We think she’s taking the medicine she stole to one of those camps.”

“Well there are hundreds of those all over the planet since the Blip.” Bucky adds “ So I guess you’ll look real hard.”

“Good thing I have 20/20 vision, huh.”

“Where is she now, Walker? Do you know? Bucky asks.

“No we don’t know Bucky.” John answers “It’s only a matter of time before we find out.”

“Time is one thing we don’t have John.” Winnie adds.

“Things are really intense for you, aren’t they Walker?” Bucky asks ruffling John’s feathers.

“Take it easy, Walker’s right. We need to find and stop them.” Sam adds “But you guys have rules of engagement,and all kinds of authorizations you have to get.”

“All that red tape, we just cut through it. The three of us, we’re scissors.” Winnie adds.

“It wouldn’t make sense for us to work with you.” Sam says.

“A word of advice then: Stay the hell out of my way.” John warns before walking away with Lemar.

“You two, don’t worry about them.” Winnie says looking at her phone as the three of them walk down the street.

“He sounded vaguely threatening. Why shouldn’t we worry about John.” Bucky asks.

“Oh I put a tracker on the shield. See how he likes being tracked through his own equipment.” Winnie answers.

“How did you..” Sam trails off.

“Oh I apologize for punching him and then tricked him into it.” Winnie shows Sam the picture of her with the shield. “ He’s not that smart.”

“You had the shield and didn’t run off with it.” Bucky asks.

“Well if you were there I would have tossed it to you. But you had to get yourself a warrant for not going to therapy.”

“You could have scrambled the officer's computer before he arrested me.” Bucky snaps.

“I didn’t know you had a warrant before calling Joaquin. Also if you two weren’t yelling at each other on the street no one would have called the cops.” Winnie snaps back.

“Both of you stop arguing.” Sam says “ We need a plan.”

“Well I know what we have to do.” Bucky “When Isaih said my people.”

“Don’t take that to heart. That’s not what he meant.”

“No he meant Hydra.”

“You think the groups might be connected, through their scientists.” Winnie interjects.

“Not a chance.” Sam says to Bucky.

“Walker doesn’t have any leads.” Bucky shrugs.

“I know where you’re going with this, no.” Sam insists.

“Hear him out.” Winnie texts Joaquin to meet them at a small airport.

“He knows all of Hydra’s secrets.” Bucky “Don’t you remember Siberia?”

“So you’re just going to sit in a room with this guy.” Sam asks doubtful.

“Yes.” Bucky answers hesitantly.

“Never mind, Sam was right. This screams Danger, Will Robinson, Danger.” Winnie agrees with Sam.

After a minute of thinking “Fine, Let’s go see Zemo.” Sam says.

“ Huh, didn’t take that much convincing.” Winnie scoffs following along.

Once at the airfield Winnie looks around for Joaquin.

“Hey Rocky, where’s the sample?” Joaquin asks.

Winnie hands him the bag with the ring.

“I’m gonna need the ring back, but there’s blood and maybe some skin left on it.”

“It’s still pretty bad ass, you broke his nose.” Joaquin

“Yeah, I’m not making it a habit, so call me Gadget.” Winnie says following Sam and Bucky onto the plane to see Zemo.

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Fall From Grace, Right Into Your Arms.

Summary: An angel had fallen out of the sky, straight into his arms. Her lovely, glittering amethyst eyes met his wide, soulful, burgundy ones. She thought of how they reminded her of the sky at the blush of dawn. And at that moment, something within them sparked a brand new start on feelings they never knew existed. Oh, how she felt wonderstruck right then, marveling at how pretty his eyes were..." Or rather, this one time where Tsuyuri Kanao's 'superior motor reflexes' did not work. Set in Kimetsu Gakuen AU.

Note: This is very self-indulgent so here’s my first take on one certain sunshine lad and butterfly lass. Shoutout to @sparkleswritings​ for being so patient with me on beta-reading this work. thaaaaankkkk youuuuu so much I couldn’t have done this without your help T_T Also, thank you very much Manu of @tankanaweek2020​ for kindly giving me permission to use the prompts and motivating me to greenlit this! And I’m sooo sorry this came in verrry late and for some marginal errors! But better late than never, right?  Hope you enjoy lovelies! :D

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She thought this was the end.

Time flowed around her as if in slow motion yet fast, all at once. The girl was startled by a loud ‘snap!’ from a loose tree branch that she has been holding on to guarantee her safe descent from the cherry tree. And just her luck, she suddenly lost her footing and slipped. With a startled yelp, gravity took over her body as Tsuyuri Kanao felt herself slip away from her hold. For once, her fast reflexes and nimble body were rendered useless when her anxiety suddenly kicked in.

She'll have some broken bones, a few bruises, and cuts, maybe even some blood (she hopes not) all over her body. Her Kanae nee-san would be worried sick and would fuss over her nonstop. Shinobu nee-san would still do the same but she'll give her one hell of a lecture full of poisonous quips. And oh dear, Kanao does not want that. They would skin her alive, that's for sure if she had not died here first.

Had she lived a life with no regrets? Were the last sixteen years of her existence worth it? Will she meet her biological parents in heaven? What or who would she reincarnate into, she wonders. Would the words "Cause of death: A bad fall due to a misstep from a broken branch of a cherry blossom tree" be etched forever in her death certificate? She feels ashamed, this is embarrassing compared to those who died fighting disease and war!

At least those baby sparrows didn't get hurt and were placed back safe and sound , she hoped that their mother would find her nest soon. Kanao doesn't mind if she'd die knowing that she'd rescued something or someone. What a pretty sight, the last thing that she sees on Earth is this old cherry blossom tree in full bloom.

Ah, perhaps that she might become a spirit and haunt this tree to watch over her sisters and the other students at her school. Is this one of those, "When your whole life flashes before your eyes," moments that she has often heard from movies or books?

But here she was right now, her face and skin getting scratched from tree branches and her body was slowly hurtling towards the ground from a 30-foot drop. As she braces for impact, she instinctively wraps her arms closer over her chest, scrunching her eyes shut as the ground approaches nearer and nearer.

How did she get into this mess anyway?

*20 minutes earlier*

"Kanao, I'll be going home earlier today. Mom needs me to help her at the diner because you know… today's Friday and more customers are going to pour in during suppertime. Are you sure you're gonna be okay on your own?" Kanzaki Aoi queried her friend as she adjusted the straps of her bag, slightly worried at her. Club sessions were already done several minutes ago, and the two had just finished cleaning the clubroom.

Kanao shook her head, smiling a bit. "Thank you, Aoi. Besides, I'll be fine! I'll just wait for Shinobu nee-san when she's done with her club activities. I'll lock up the clubroom for today." Aoi was about to say something when a sudden chime made the pigtailed girl flinch, fishing out her phone from her skirt pocket.

"Oh dear, Mom's already calling for me! Gotta run now, bye! And tell Shinobu-sama I said congratulations on passing her exams!" She began to dash to the door, muttering about 'orders' and 'customers'.

Kanao waved at her retreating figure, slightly amused at her friend's antics.

Shortly after Aoi left, the clubroom seemed to be quieter now. The distant holler of the students from sports clubs doing their drills outside is all she can hear at that moment.

Oh… she's now all alone. She still has a bit of time on her own.

Kanae nee-san was still at the meeting with the faculty. Shinobu nee-san, meanwhile,  was still at the Biology room where she convened with the rest of her fellow Pharmaceutical Club members, no doubt testing another poisonous chemical that they had just concocted with ingredients only-God-knows-where came from.

Gathering her things, she exited the Flower Arrangement Clubroom and locked it.

‘Perhaps I'll go to the old cherry tree at the back of the school.’ she mused.It was spring, after all, and she wanted to see what it would look like when it blooms in full swing. The sun was already setting, casting the sky in a rosy hue, basking her surroundings in a warm, golden glow.

By the time she had arrived there, she felt her breath take away at the lovely sight before her. The delicate pink petals fell to the ground like snow, their scent bringing in the fragrance of the new season. The windy breeze swayed the branches slightly, dancing along the springsong. Spring was indeed her favorite season. The flowers blooming, the sweet sakura mochi that she and her sisters would always share while celebrating Hanami, and the warm weather were the few things that she loved about spring. Kanao feels her heart swell with bliss. For her, such moments like these are the ones she cherishes the most.

She also remembered, her sisters would always fawn over spring, gushing that this season was the best time to fall in love for the first time-

"Cheep! Cheep! Cheep!"

"Eh? Birds?" A loud chirping noise interrupted her train of thoughts. A few feet away from her, a fallen nest of baby sparrows laid haphazardly on the ground, no doubt being blown away by the wind. It seems that the thick carpets of grass and cherry blossom petals had somehow cushioned the nest's fall, miraculously rendering the chicks still alive and yet.. Helpless. The girl approached the nest and picked it up gently, making sure the little birds wouldn't get hurt in the process.

"Poor little things. I'll bring you guys back up to the tree, I'm sure your mother is looking for you..."

She craned her head from left to right, checking to see if anybody was around. It would be very improper of her to climb a tree if someone saw her - she'll be damned if it was Tomioka-sensei, their P.E.teacher, and school disciplinarian. The latter had the reputation of hunting rule-breakers like a crazed shark on shallow waters. And she was still dressed in her school uniform with an above-the-knee skirt. If some poor unfortunate soul would see what's under it, she'd made sure that they would never see the light of the day again.

After making sure that no one was indeed around, she slipped off her loafers and started to climb the tree while her one hand held the nest securely. Luckily the tree's trunk had a lot of bumps so it is easier for her to climb the way up. Though she did struggle a bit along the way, she reached near the canopy of the cherry tree successfully.

"There." She spotted a nearby branch dotted with buds, thick and sturdy enough, she remarked. "That'll hold them." she thought, and she pulled her body up to the said branch, sliding the nest to the branch until the twigs held them secure. Kanao smiled, feeling accomplished that she put the baby birds back where they belong.

Now that both of her hands are free, she moved to begin her way down. But suddenly her sock-clad foot took a misstep on a knobby part of the trunk and the branch that she held on to broke. Unfortunately, it was a thin, hollow branch and it broke on her tight grip. Shoot, she should've removed her socks back then to avoid her from slipping. But it was too late - losing her balance, Kanao felt her right hand getting scraped as she slipped off the branch, her body slowly hurtling to the ground the same way the cherry blossom petals fell…

*Back to the present*

No,no,no,no,no,no,no… These words were repeated on her mind like a broken record. This is it, she's going to die, this is the end. But a part of her wished that she wouldn't die yet. She wanted to see her older sisters again, to spend more time with them. With her fellow club members, Aoi, everyone…

"WATCH OUT!" She heard a voice from somewhere down below, but what happened next was not one that she was expecting.

The sudden thud of a fallen branch, the wind picking up, and a person groaning and wincing in pain-

Instead of falling onto the hard, solid, grass-covered ground, she felt two strong arms holding her back and the back of her knees. She landed on a body, a man’s to be exact, judging by the hardiness of it. She gripped his broad shoulders a bit too strongly, her body instinctively seeking an anchor to hold on to. She still scrunched her eyes shut, adrenaline pumping in her veins wildly, her breathing ragged.

"Are you alright, Miss? That was quite the fall that you had..." the words died by his throat as Kanao snapped her eyes open. This time, she felt her breath taken away for the second time that day the moment their eyes met.

Her (unexpected) savior was a young man about her age; with messy, slicked back maroon hair, a noticeable scar on his forehead, and hanafuda earrings dangling on his ears. But one feature that stood out the most is his eyes - wide, soulful burgundy ones that reminded her of the sky in the blush of dawn that seemed to shine against the sunset's golden rays. He stared at her with his lips parted, almost in disbelief that this random beautiful girl fell right into his arms.

As if on cue the wind picked up once more, sending the petals scattering on a graceful dance on the air. Her heart thumping wildly, all she can hear is her heartbeat ringing loudly in her ears. She and this handsome stranger looked at each other, her wide amethyst eyes meeting his dawn-red ones. Their faces were only centimeters apart, noses almost touching. She was rendered wonderstruck, marveling at how lovely his eyes were, his gaze was magnetic and deep as if they saw each other's souls at that moment, beckoning-

The school's last bell snapped them out of their reverie, breaking whatever spell that was cast in that ephemeral moment. The realization hit them like a ton of bricks as she just processed what happened: she crash-landed on some random guy and fortunately caught her ungraceful fall from the tree. With a yelp, she flailed off his arms and the young man grunted with an 'oof!' but still he helped her down, albeit a bit too unceremoniously.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!!! Are you okay? Are you hurt?" She flailed, oh dear spirits, she hoped that whoever caught her was alright or she has broken anything! Really, what was she thinking?!

"No, no, no, it's really alright! I'm okay!" The young man in front of her flailed his arms as he helped her up. Their eyes met again, this time a hint of crimson dusted their cheeks. The two instinctively averted their eyes, too embarrassed at the events that just happened. For her being caught by a random stranger was rather shameful and for him, he was rather flustered of the girl before him.

A few beats later, Kanao gathered herself. She slipped her loafers back on and gathered her bag from the ground. With newfound courage, she apologized to him once again. "I'm sorry! I've crash-landed on you… Are you okay? Are you hurt somewhere? Did something break? I'm very, very sorry!"

To her surprise, he chuckled. "It's okay, I promise! Don't worry, I've had worse. I have a friend who loves to roughhouse with me and boy, it's like I'm fighting with a wild bear or a four-legged beast!"

"I... I see..." Kanao raised her hand but she suddenly flinched, feeling a sudden shot of pain, particularly at her right palm.

"Your palm, it's bleeding..." He noted, and she raised it. He was right - a gash was blooming on it, slightly bloodied due to the broken branch that she held on mistakenly earlier that caused her (literal) downfall. Thank goodness there were no splinters. She touched her wound gingerly, wincing at the slight pain. "Ow..."

"If you don't mind, can I tend your wound for a bit?" The red-haired lad implored. Kanao was about to refuse when he fished out a handkerchief with a forest green and black checkered design from his pocket.

"Don't worry, this one's clean! My little sister, Nezuko, made this handkerchief by herself! This should stop the bleeding in the meantime," He stepped closer to her. Then he proceeded to wrap her wounded palm gently, making sure that it's not too tight. "There we go..all done!"

"Th-thank you….” she timidly thanked him, gently prodding her newly wrapped palm.

"It's no problem at all!" He cheerily replied. She looked up to him and he gave her a radiant grin - the kind where his eyes crinkled at the corners, the dimples on his cheeks showing. Kanao felt her heart skip a beat.

'He's such a kind person… He looks adorable with that smile of his-'

Wait, what?

"By the way... what were you doing up there in the tree?" he queried with his brows raised, pointing at the canopy above them.

"Oh! I.. uh.. I was returning the baby sparrows' nest there," she said, motioning for him to follow where she pointed on a branch that's quite… high. She gulped, he wasn't kidding that she'll quite have an incident, heaven forbid. Right now, the mother sparrow was now back on the nest, feeding her chicks with the food she brought for them.

"I see! Good thing I just came by, I was just about to head to the front gate! Who knows what could've happened to you or the nest, I mean, that's quite the drop, don't you think? You should be extra careful next time!" he chided her, but with no bite. His light-hearted tone somehow reminds her of Kanae nee-san admonishing her sometimes.

"I couldn't just leave them here on the ground..." Kanao trailed off, pushing a stray strand to her ear. She looked shyly at him.

"Oh… You're very kind to animals, Miss... Ah, I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Kamado Tanjirou, a first-year student! Nice to meet you! " He bowed, albeit sloppily, and took out his hand, which made the girl in front of him giggle.

"Tsuyuri."

"Eh?"

"Tsuyuri Kanao. Second-year, member of the Flower Arrangement Club. Um..." she gathered herself, "Thank you! For.. um, catching me, I mean. And for treating my wound!" she frantically clarified, and took his extended hand.

"You're very welcome, Tsuyuri-senpai..." Tanjirou's crooked yet bright smile once again graced his features, directed at her only. Once their hands made contact that inexplicable tingly and fluttery sensation coursed through their veins once more.

It’s like earlier, the moment our eyes first met.  

They just stood there, his dawn-red eyes meeting her amethyst ones, both of their lips drawn into a soft smile. In that ephemeral moment, she felt something piercing her heart, perhaps the season was getting on to her. She must admit, this feels nice…. Is this what her sisters meant about spring?

He was the first one to relinquish his hand from her hold. For some reason, she's now missing the warmth in her hand.

"It's gonna get dark soon, we should head home, huh?" She heard him mutter. She silently agreed, now trailing beside him. Leaving one last glance at the blooming tree, they left the place together. Tanjirou was now enthusiastically talking about bread and the bakery that his family owns. As they approached the school gates, Kanao already spotted her two elder sisters there, waiting for her.

"Oh, Kanae nee-san and Shinobu nee-san's already there," she remarked.

"They're your sisters?!" Tanjirou exclaimed.

"That's right!" she quipped, giggling a bit at his bewildered expression.

"Yoo-hoo, Kanao! And oh my, Kamado-kun too!" Kanae cheerily waved at them. Shinobu greeted them with a smile too. But when she spotted Kanao's wrapped right hand, her eyebrows shot up. She looked at her little sister in question. Kanao pursed her lips guiltily, mouthing "Later."

"Well then, I'll be taking my leave now! I'll see you next Monday, Kochou-sensei! Shinobu-senpai! And..." Tanjirou paused to look at her, smiling crookedly at her again. "Tsuyuri-senpai!" With a wave, the red-haired lad trotted off.

Kanao waved at him, whispering, "Take care..."

Once Tanjirou was out of earshot, two pairs of hands immediately fell to her shoulders and she turned to see her two sisters smiling sweetly at her. Kanae's eyes were shining with excitement and joy. Shinobu, meanwhile, smiled at her graciously too, but her expression literally said, “Explain or I’ll extract from it to you forcibly”.

Oh no. Once intrigue swept over them, they would never stop.

"My oh my Kanao. Care to tell the story between you and Kamado-kun, hmm? And what's up with your wrapped hand?" Shinobu said sweetly but laced with a little apprehension.

"Ahh! Shinobu, spring has finally come for our cute little sister, I'm so proud of her~! Let's eat some sakura mochi for dessert later, we have lots to celebrate for tonight!" Kanae passionately declared while she grabbed Kanao in a one-armed hug.

"Nee-san! We have to treat her wound first!" Shinobu said exasperatedly, raising her little sister's hand for her to see.

"Oh my~! Kamado-kun did a great job patching her up, no? I'll give him some extra points in the next class for this! He deserves a reward for treating our cute little sister~!" Kanae ignored her younger sister's quips, too excited that her Kanao had finally found a friend of the opposite sex (and a potential little brother too!)

"Isn't that a bit too much, nee=san? And you, Kanao, I didn't know you're now canoodling with rule-breakers? I see that boy running into trouble with Tomioka-sensei all the time!" Shinobu quipped.

"N-no! It wasn't anything like that!" Kanao stammered, her cheeks and ears now fully red.

Kanae giggled. Then she wrapped her arms around their shoulders, with Shinobu on her left, and Kanao on her right. "Let's go home now shall we? We can tell each other's stories tonight! I'm also curious about what happened to you Kanao. Shinobu, take it a little easy for our little sister, she's now starting to bloom and broke out of her timid shell!"

The two butterfly girls sighed but smiled fondly at their elder sister nonetheless. "Yes, nee-san.."

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"I'm home!"

"Welcome back, onii-chan!" Tanjirou's little siblings, Hanako and Shigeru, greeted their eldest brother, running up to him for a quick hug. The oldest Kamado sibling immediately hugged them both tightly.

"You're a little late than usual today Tanjirou-nii chan, did something happen at school?" Hanako questioned after he set them down.

"Well..." he averted his gaze, picking on his blazer until he found a stray small cherry blossom flower that somewhat got stuck in his breast pocket.  Ah, a small remnant of that 'little incident' a while ago… and her image suddenly flashed in his mind

"An angel from the sky fell right into my arms and she had the most beautiful eyes that I've ever seen..." Tanjirou unknowingly mused, holding the small flower in his fingers with a wistful smile.

Hanako and Shigeru tilted their heads at their elder brother's mysterious words. “What are you talking about nii-chan?”

Instead of answering, he just patted their heads lovingly. "Ah, nothing. Let's help mom prepare dinner, shall we?"

~End of Prompt One~