#everytime i think of them. even tho i know the entire situation is better off like this

[minglana]

never felt the phrase "un clavo saca a otro clavo" more than these past two weeks. can a nail PLEASE show up in my life soon

[whoree321]

yo can i get some tech x chaotic gender neutral reader headcanons?

(fuck yeah bestie you understood the assignment. also i kinda went on my own interpretation of chaotic so if you had something a little different in mind lmk and i can make adjustments!)

tech x chaotic!gn!reader headcanons

ok so here’s the thing about tech

he is literally surrounded by/related to some of the most chaotic individuals in the entire galaxy

like wrecker? crosshair? talk about a hot mess express

and let’s not act like he doesn’t have his own little chaotic streak festering beneath that rigid hairline

so long story short, when you come along in all your chaotic glory, it really isn’t a big adjustment for him

he might be a little surprised after he first meets you (how could someone so alluring and attractive also have that personality??) but overall your presence is simply an addition to the pre-existing insanity of the bad batch

he notices right away how well you fit in with his brothers (matching wrecker’s rambunctiousness or crosshair’s quiet nefariousness or both in your own special way) and tbh he’s a little jelly

and by a little jelly i mean he’s 100% super jealous

he watches how you joke around with them and plan pranks with wrecker and make dark commentary with crosshair and how your antics get a laugh out of echo and sometimes even hunter and how well your energy matches theirs and part of him absolutely hates it

(the other part, of course, is too busy being enamoured by the music of your laugh and the mischievous twinkle in your eye and the electric brush of your shoulder against his armor when you move past him in the cockpit of the marauder to really form an opinion on your relationship with his brothers)

despite his envy, tech is not the type to allow his emotions to derail positive outcomes (on missions or in personal matters)

he’s not gonna spoil y’alls fun or even let you know he’s upset about it. if there’s one thing tech thinks he can do it’s keep his emotions in check

when chaos ensues, he regards you with the same familiar condescension and snark he uses with wrecker (although you realize quickly there’s an amusement in his gaze when he mocks you that’s absent when he speaks to the others)

as much as he loathes the current situation, he ultimately also recognizes that it’s no ones problem but his that you are more compatible for individuals with personality types more like wrecker or crosshair

(little does he know you’ve had your eye on him and only him pretty much the whole time)

before your relationship, tech is the unsuspecting victim of a lot of your tomfoolery

you tend to mess with him the most (totally not bc you have a crush on him or anything nononono)

hiding a tool or his data pad when he’s not looking? a classic

“tech i have no idea where your wrench is i don’t even know what it looks like” “y/n you play this practical joke approximately 3.7 times a standard week I know you are lying”

stating completely made up facts about different things or places with full confidence and arguing with him when he corrects you? tried and true

“fun fact: loth cats actually have a secret fifth leg tucked up underneath them and it only comes out in extreme emergency circumstances” “that could not be more untrue” “ok well have you ever checked” “…no, but..” “see tech there’s just some things you can’t know from book learning” “*deep sigh*”

the best is when you flirt with him tho

it is bold and brash

“I need something sharp to cut through this” “just use your jawline ;)”

“the system we are traveling to is known for its extreme heat and rough terrain” “hot and rough? sounds like you in the bedroom ;)”

he chokes and blushes everytime

despite the constant torment and how much he acts like it’s a nuisance, he secretly loves all the attention you give him (even if it’s at his expense)

knowing our sweet boy he is wayyy too socially awkward to make the first move in this situation (or to even recognize there is a situation tbh)

tech is pretty confident you view him as strictly a friend and an easy target for your shenanigans

like even if you basically admit to liking him, he’s gonna think it’s another joke. plotting and scheming with the other boys to make him step up (a classic “i’m gonna pretend to make a move on them to force your hand” for example) will not work

you have to very directly confess to him and it has to be very very genuine and away from the rest of the boys in order to get it into his exceptional mind that you seriously have feelings for him

once he gets that you mean it tho, he’s over the moon

and once youre in a relationship? the rest of the batch should be WORRIED

now your focus is no longer on messing with tech, and you have a super genius on your side

he may have enjoyed being a casual observer and constant victim before, but now that you’ve allowed him on your team it’s a totally different ballgame

he’s still happy to take a backseat and let you do your thing, but he also loves to be a background player in all your hooplah

you wanna play a prank? tech is scheming and building shit and looking at diagrams to figure out the best way to execute it

hunter gets mad at something you did? tech has already figured out a way to pull focus off of you and onto one of the other boys

OR EVEN BETTER a non-batcher (a reg, a superior, a random streetgoer) takes an isssue with you? tech is launching into a full rant with them about something completely unrelated and giving you time to scamper away before they can even begin to reprimand you

tech is the kind of boyfriend that isn’t gonna overtly match your energy, but can keep up and will balance you out

you still mess with him, but now he has the confidence to mess with you right back

this also creates a really spicy sexual dynamic (I won’t go too into that but def a lot of teasing, brat taming kinda stuff)

overall i actually think tech would be really good with someone more chaotic and wild bc he can seem so rigid but isn’t actually like i think that type of relationship would really suit him

you bring out his playful side and he keeps you grounded, out of trouble, AND acts as a top notch audience/partner in crime

rip hunter tho now he’s got tech to worry about on top of all the rest of you (except echo he’s a perfect angel who could never cause trouble for anyone <3)

[polnareffenjoyer]

Uh unsure how many characters you’re willing to write for but can I have the SDC crew reacting to seeing their crush’s sketchbook filled with drawings and silly comics of them? On the case you do have a limit on how many, then I’m fine with either Polnareff, Kakoyin, Jotaro or Avdol (who can pick whoever if you want to!) Hope you’re having a lovely day!💕💕

This is such a cute idea anon, hope you like it. Also I don't really have a character limit, I wanted to do all of the crusaders but then I got tired and it already took me such a long time to finish it and ahhh. Sorry for all the grammatical errors, English is not my first language and it's already so late when I'm finishing it and it's just bleh. I hope you like it anyways, sending much love to you anon! ♥️

Stardust Crusaders finding their crushes' sketchbook

Jotaro Kujo

He notices that you've been spending most of your free time drawing in that sketchbook of yours. Truth be told, it bothers him a lot. Jotaro has had a big fat crush on you for a while now, and he secretly longs for your company. He can't admit that tho, he has a hard ass bad boy reputation to maintain after all. What would people say if the saw him all flustered for a girl? The fact that you would rather sit by yourself and draw than be around him and the others bugs him. So one day, when you're busy with something else, he takes your beloved sketchbook and decides to see what's in there. He knows he's being creepy, but he couldn't care less. Just trying to get to know you better, without actually talking to you. Exactly.

He's very flustered but would rather die than admit it. Has read through all of it, admiring every single little drawing. After he's done, he'll just put it back where he found it, it the exact same place just so you don't notice someone has been messing with it. You probably have no idea he had seen your sketchbook at first, but you surely notice the blush dusting his cheeks whenever he speaks to you from that day on. Probably avoids you for a little while because he's so flustered.

The rest of the crew also notices something is off, Jotaro is always lost in thoughts and smokes more frequently. He can't keep himself from thinking about those cute drawings of yours, reading through your comics was a true delight. It fills him with glee to know that HE, among all of the crusaders, is the one who's the main character in your stories. It makes him giddy on the inside.

His secret eventually comes to light one night, he accidentally admits to having read through your comics while a late night talk between the whole group. While you were talking, Kakyoin had brought up the topic of your sketchbook. Now it's your turn to be embarassed, blushing crimson while trying to get as much information out of him as possible. How much did he see? Did he read through ALL OF THEM?

The rest of the crusaders are shocked at first, but quickly they start to laugh at the scene. Jotaro is reluctant to give any information, but he eventually tells you that yes, indeed, he's seen EVERYTHING. However, doesn't admit what the content of the sketchbook really is. Despite everything, he would never embarass you like that.

After everyone goes to sleep, you catch Jotaro before he has a chance to fall asleep, lying on his sleeping bag while looking at the night sky. You want to apologize, say anything, just to talk to him, but you're unable to find right words. He just sighs.

"Yare yare daze, there's no need to be embarassed [Y/N], I'm not mad"

Your eyes light up at his words. You want to say something, anything, thank him, but before you get a chance to do so, Jotaro's deep voice cuts you off.

"To be honest, I think your drawings are amazing. I really liked them" you notice his face is slightly tinted red from underneath his cap "But if you wanted me to model for you, you could've just said so"

With that, he rolls over and away from you. Completely baboozled, you roll over as well and try to sleep, or at least pretend to be asleep. Honestly, neither of you had slept much that night.

Kakyoin Noriaki

Kakyoin had a thing for you since you joined the crusaders, and your sketchbook is probably the very first thing he had noticed about you. He's always been interested in art, his parents had signed him up to numerous art courses and whatnot through his life. He's always loved drawing and painting, using it as an escape from his daily problems, and seeing that you two might have something in common makes him incredibly happy, especially since he has feelings for you.

He'll try to approach you about your sketchbook very subtely, afraid that he might scare you away by being too pushy. Of course you get extremely flustered everytime he brings it up, but it doesn't discourage him. Kakyoin respects your boundaries and understands that you might not be ready to show him your drawings yet. Despite that, he's always willing to share his knowledge with you. He'll give you advices about proper shading while you two are waiting in the hotel lobby for the rest of the group to finish up picking rooms. During a long car ride, he'll talk to you about his favourite artists. If you want him to show you how to put certain shading techniques into practice, he'll be more than happy to do so. He'll just pick a random piece of paper and start drawing on it, you might want to lean in closer and maybe put your head on his shoulder to get a better look? He has no objections! Just sayin.

When he eventually gets to see your sketchbook, this man is so honored! He didn't mean to look, at first he though it was just some book lying around and wanted to take a look inside, out off boredom. Once he realizes what he's reading at, his face flushes with crimson. Your sketchbook is filled with sketches of him? This whole time you were actually drawing him, out of all people? He couldn't be more grateful that no one else was around, if someone saw him reading through your comics with this stupid smile on his face and red cheeks, they would've though he went mad.

Kakyoin wastes no time trying to find you. For a moment, he thinks that perhaps he should've waited a bit, just to get you alone and not embarass you infront of the whole crew. He can't think straight though, his mind filled with your cute little drawings, with his face drawn with black pen over and over again. With glee, he notes that you had used the very techniques he had told you about earlier. If you had drawn him so many times, does it mean that you have a crush on him too? It's too good to be true.

"[Y/N]! Can I talk with you for a minute?"

He goes to confront you immediately. Others give him a puzzled look, but he couldn't care less. He grabs your arms and leads you away.

"Don't be mad [Y/N], but I've seen your sketchbook and I have to say, I think your art is beyond amazing!"

You're at loss of words, your face red and you could swear that you've never felt so embarassed in your whole entire life. However, his reaction is making you feel a bit better. He's not mad, nor is he making fun of you. If anything, he seems enamoured.

"Please, [Y/N], we should draw together! Maybe next time we have a chance, I should paint your portrait?"

Despite the awkwardness, the whole situation turns out amazing in the end. How he's sure you must have feelings for him, and it makes him incredibly happy, hoping that one day, after your crusade is done, he'll get a chance to repay you and make that promised portrait.

Muhammad Avdol

With everything that's been happening lately, Avdol gets a little bit distracted from you. Before he would steal glances your way all the time, watching with curiosity as you would draw something in your sketchbook. Recently, he's been too busy fighting enemy stand users and... well, trying not to die. He still cares about you a lot and watches over you during fights, ready to shield you from danger with his own body, if it's what it takes to keep you safe.

It probably happens because of a mishap. While you are deciding on your rooming, you leave your sketchbook lying next to Avdol's things and go to the bathroom. After he's done helping Joseph with translating and getting everything done, he goes back and assumes that it's just one of his books that has fallen out of the bag. Not thinking much of it, he picks it up and leaves with Mrs Joestar to settle in their shared room.

You can imagine the panic and shock that nearly paralyzes you once you notice that your beloved sketchbook is gone, nowhere to be seen, reduced to atoms! You begin to look around frantically, looking under the furniture while sweating profusely. Other quests give you weird looks, but you don't even notice them staring. Polnareff is one of them, he asks if you're okay and tries to calm you down, but to no avail. After he leaves, you try to focus really hard and try to remember - when did you see it last time? It was on that chair for sure when you left. God, you can only pray that it doesn't end up in Avdol's hands somehow...

Meanwhile, Avdol is getting ready for shower and goes through his bag. He notices the book he picked up from the lobby isn't even a book, but a sketchbook! Now he's sure he must've picked it up by mistake, he decides it would be best to put it down and not look through it. It's someone's very personal art after all, it would be very disrespectful to - wait a damn minute, is that HIM?

Long story short, he goes through a good portion of your drawings before Joseph comes out of the shower and gives him a puzzled look, seeing how his eyes are literally shinning with adoration. He puts your sketchbook back into his bag, acting as if nothing happened and continues on with his nightly routine. Later on, when Joseph is already fast asleep, he contemplates about whether or not he should go to your room right now and ask about the sketchbook he had found. He's already suspecting it's yours, whose else would it be? He has seen you drawing often, could it be that you returned his feelings and had spent your time sketching him? Ultimately, he decides to wait until tomorrow to find out.

The very next day, he knocks on your door early in the morning. It startles you awake, running up to your door to look through a peephole, seeing a muscular man on the other side. Sighing heavily, you unlock the door and open it just a little bit.

"Excuse my intrusion, [Y/N], but I have found something that I think belongs to you."

Now that's embarassing. You see your sketchbook in his hand, a wide, knowing smile on his face. He knows it's yours. All it took is one look at your stupid red face to figure it out. God, he can read you like an open book, can't he? While you reach out to take it from him, your fingers touch just slightly.

"Don't worry, I swear I won't tell anyone about this" she winked at you, which almost made you gasp "If anything, I think I should maybe pose for you in private? So you can get a better look? You should think about it..."

Who would've thought this man could be such a flirt sometimes...

Jean Pierre Polnareff

You better watch out, because if this man has a crush on you, you bet he would go above and beyond to find out what's inside that sketchbook. I'm not joking. He forgets what personal space is, he's even worse that Jotaro, because while JoJo would make sure to be sneaky, Polnareff wouldn't even bother. He'll try to catch a sneak peak by looking over your shoulder while you're drawing, constantly asking you questions about art related things, everything always leading to your sketchbook.

He wants to know what's inside. Simple as that. You're like an enigma to him, I feel like all women are mysteries to him and he always works towards finding out what their secrets are. You are especially interesting to him, because of how secretive you are with your art. He's captivated, and while he never had any interest in arts himself, he had always fancied himself as a man with a great sense of beauty. That being said, he's always trying to get your attention while talking about how "France is a wonderful country for artists! You should come and visit after our crusade is over, [Y/N]! I'll show you all the greatest museums and art galleries!"

He's like a puppy, following you around and being just a bit too pushy. If you tell him you feel uncomfortable, he'll back off of course. He's not just some juvenile pervert after all! He's a honourable man who would never touch or bother a woman without her permission, no matter how desperate he seems sometimes.

When he finally sees your sketchbook, it's probably because he did it on purpose and not because of an accident. He wanted to make sure that it was him your were capturing in your drawing, and boy was he happy when he saw what's inside! It's all him, cute little sketches, little comics, it's better that he could've ever imagined! He's literally crying the tears of joy while reading them. Before it was all just wishful thinking, but now it turns out to be true! He's honoured, admiring every single little drawing with hit tears streaming down his face. He must look pathetic right now, if anyone was around they would think the was a mad man. He gets up and runs away with your sketchbook in his hand, trying to find you.

"[Y/N]! Ma cherie! Mon coeur! My love, my life! We need to talk!"

Did i mention that he doesn't shy away from nicknames? Yeah.

It's probably the worst confrontation compared to the rest of them, he's not subtle like Kakyoin and decides to talk with you about your drawings right then and there, in front of everyone. At first they're surprised, looking at Polnareff as is he was crazy, but slowly their shock is replaced with amusement. Joseph doesn't even try to hold back his laughter, while the rest of the crew is trying to keep it cool as not to embarass you any further while the Frenchman is just going on and on with his declarations of undying love. It's a bit dramatic, one of these moments that you will probably laugh about in the future, but you felt like disappearing right then and there.

"Your drawing are magnifique! [Y/N], my love, if you wanted to draw me, you could've just said so! Although I don't think I deserve to be potrayed by you, to be drawn by your skilled hands, ma cherie!"

You snatch the sketchbook from him. After that incident you probably try to avoid him, but he won't give up! He's more determined than ever, knowing that you feel the same way as he does fills him with hope, hope for a future life with you that is! He won't give up until he makes you the happiest woman on earth.

[kortsitron]

Cold-hearted

Pairing: Steve Rogers × Murderer!Male! Reader

Warnings: cursing (not much tho), mention of blood, mention of killing, it's kinda disgusting (understand it however you want)

Summary: Reader is a murderer gets captured by the Avegers after a long time. Steve catches contact with reader and falls in love with him, but was falling for him right?

// Hate me all you want after this, but honestly that idea for a one shot in my opinion is just *chef's kiss* I might do the second part, but I'll think about it. Leave your thoughts in comments and enjoy 💖 //

"So... Did you like your life or am I doing you a favor?" You said to the person being attached to a chair, who was crying already. "At least it's nothing personal, because if it would person, it would much worse than that." You murmured while making your way to the table where you had a lot of knives. Everytime you would kill someone, you always liked to talk to them. No matter what was talk monolog about, you liked it. It was kind of your traditions to do that. You knew that it wasn't relaxing the person that you were talking to, but it was relaxing for you. "It would say that this won't hurt, but it will." You smiled to yourself while taking your favorite knife. The person you were trying to kill, was having a hiccup from crying, but beside that everything was quiet. Way too quiet. "Something wrong, I can sense it..." You murmured to yourself. The next thing you knew was that Balck Widow came to your hiding place and kicked you right in the head, making you fall on the ground and lose consciousness.

"Got him, you can come in."

You woke up a few hours later with shook collar on neck and big handcuffs. You cell was huge, made out of glass and metal. "Good morning, prince. Hope you like your home." Nick Fury said to the microphone. You wanted to cover your ears, because of how loud he was, but you couldn't. "Around an hour from now you'll have an interview, so ya better get ready." You were quiet.

When the interview came, you were still quiet. Behind the glass, right in front you was a glass, you weren't seeing too well who was on the other side, but somehow you could tell that Captain America and few other people. When the guy that was supposed to interview you, got angry and started yelling at you, you were looking terrified. You weren't saying anything, but it was way to visible how scared you were. You managed to make eye contact with Captain through the dark glass, which made him want to get out of that situation. So that's why he stood up. "Where do you think you're going?" Natasha raised her eyebrow, when Steve made his way to the door.

"It think I should try talk to him." He answered before coming in. He talked for a while with a guy, before he took his thing and left. Steve took a chair and sat right on front you. You still were terrified after what happened. "It's alright pal. I'm not going to yell at you. Everything will be fine, if you're going to cooperate with me, alright?" You waited a second before nodding. "I'm not going to be a good cop or whatever so let me just ask - Why did you do it?" Steve was waiting patiently for you to answer, it took you a minute before you brought yourself up to speak. "I-I had to. I had n-no other option."

"What do you mean? Did someone make you do it?" You flinched at that, it gave Steve some kind of signal, that something was going on. He wasn't sure if you were telling the truth or not, but he decided that he wanted to believe you. "You can tell me, it's okay."

"I-I can't. I-I'm sorry." Steve was sitting here, looking at you, thinking if he should keep asking questions, but he just thanked you for that interview and left. "You knew that he used to spent a lot of his time in theater as a kid? Lying little bastard." Bucky groaned, while looking at paper that in the folder with your name. "You think so?" Steve asked sitting next to his best friend, reading the papers.

"Of course he is. Look at him, he looks like a person that would lie to you." Sam interrupted right before leaving.

"Looks like a lost child to me." Steve murmured under his breath. He was looking directly in your eyes, when four men was taking you back to your cell. "He really does looks like a lost child."

Two hours later, Avengers had a meeting in one of the rooms, discussing your situation and thinking what they should do to you. Steve was quiet, listening to what others were saying, even though your words were still on his mind. "Hey capsticle, you there?" Tony was snapping his fingers, trying to get Steve's attention. He blinked a few times before turning his attention to short brunet male in from of him. "So what did (Y/N) tell you?"

"Oh um... He told he had no other option, when it comes to murdering, that's all." Steve murmured as anwers.

"Liar!" Thor shouted, others agreed with him.

"Okay, but what if he's actually telling the truth?"

"I would believe it, if it wasn't him." Wanda responded, sounding a bit annoyed.

"I get it, but what if someone's making him do that? I mean, he wouldn't take it put of nowhere, right?"

"I understand what you're trying to say," Bucky added, while looking at Steve with straight face. "but aren't you're just into guy that murdered around one thousand people in one year?" When Bucky saw his best friend's annoyed expression, he couldn't help his laugh. "I'm just messing with you, punk. Don't be mad."

"I just that's more to it than we think."

"So what are you gonna do about it?"

"I don't know yet, but I'll find out."

Days went and Steve still couldn't get your words out of his mind, so he decided that he wanted to befriend you or at least make you trust him so he could find out if you were telling the truth. He didn't much time, because in a month, you were about to be taken to jail. So he went to your cell and saw you, being absolutely miserable and gently tapping on glass with your nails. It was dark in your cell, because it was night, but you couldn't sleep.

"Can't sleep?" Steve interrupted you, snapping you out of your thoughts. His voice was quiet, because he didn't want to scare you. You looked at him and smiled a little. "Thanks for saving me from that guy a few days ago. He scared be a bit, wasn't expecting that reaction from him."

"Wasn't expecting that either. You know where they planning to take me?" You were meaning the jail.

"No, everyone's doesn't want to inform about you, since I've decided to defend you at one of the meetings." He answered while scratching back of his neck, not sure if it was right to say that. "I told them what you said to me and everyone's now calling you a liar. I just thought other should think about what you've said."

"You believe me? You must be only one." You honestly thought he would be like the rest.

"Maybe. But I've heard you really liked spending your time in theater as kid. How was it?" This surprised you, he actually wanted to get to know you. It made blush a bit. Luckily it was too dark for Steve to notice your pink cheeks. You decided to talk to him, tell him about yourself and listen to what he wanted to say. You didn't remember the last when you had such a wonderful conversation. Steve seemed to enjoy talking with you as well. You were still like a lost child to him. You two been talking for around three hours, before Steve felt like you needed sleep. "Well, goodnight (Y/N)" He said with a smile right before leaving.

"Um... Goodnight." After that night, when Steve Rogers had a free time, he would come and talk with you. He would even bring you some snacks. Steve's friends were trying to stop him, because they thought you had bad intentions and they noticed that Steve was getting attached to you. Bucky knew him way too well and he was the most worried one from entire team and he knew that he needed to talk to him. He decided to talk to him  when he saw him going down the hall. "Steve, where the hell do you think you're going?" Bucky asked with very serious tone, immediately catching Steve's attention. "I'm going to talk with (Y/N)."

"Steve, you're spending too much time with him."

"I'm just trying to make him trust me. I just want to know if he's lying."

"He is lying and you're falling for him." Steve raised his eyebrow at Bucky's second statement. "You're falling for a literal murderer." Bucky sighed, not believing what he just said.

"I'm not, Bucky. Believe me." His smile didn't change Bucky's mind. "But now, excuse me. I gotta go, I'll see you around pal." He was aware of how bad it would if he was in love with you. He wanted just got informations from you, but he knew that he felt something for you. He wasn't going admit that.

Steve was talking with you, like he always did, but this time he decided to ask you about the thing he wanted to ask you for so long. He saw how you tensed up and got more serious. "It was multiple people. If I wouldn't do what they told me to, they would've kill me or people I care about. I had no choice." You explained it to him.

"Can you tell me who they are? Avengers probably won't have problems with getting them into jails."

"No." You sounded panicked. "They'll know that I was the one to tell you." You took a small break, before speaking again. "I wish I could do something."

Steve thought about your words for a second, before he got most brilliant or the worst idea he ever had. "Maybe you should join Avegers." He exclaimed, catching you off guard. "You can show that everyone is wrong about you and be finally free."

"I- No I couldn't do that."

"I think you just in need to believe in yourself a bit."

"But you would help me, right?"

"Of course. I think you would be a great Avenger."

"Thanks Steve, but I don't others would give me a chance."

"I'll talk with them don't worry." You smiled at him and he smield back, then he left, so he could talk with others about his idea.

"You're joking, right?" Sam asked, not believing what Steve just said.

"Let's give one chance, only one." Steve was serious, deadly serious.

"There's no way it would end in a good way, Steve." Natasha added.

"Let's take him on one mission. If he would try some of his tricks, he would go back to his cell a then to jail." That discussion was going for around 20 minutes, when finally others decided to agree with Steve idea. They didn't seem to be excited about giving you a chance.

Around week later, you've been taken on your first mission. You were stressed, but Steve was trying his best to comfort you by talking with you. You ended up with Steve, Bucky and Sam in some abandoned hospital. You needed to slip up and you went with Steve. Both of you used stairs to get into the basement and went of the room that were there. Everything was dark, but luckily the lights were working. "You think that we'll able to find something in here?" Steve asked you, but he heard nothing from you. Instead he heard metal door close. "(Y/N)?" He asked taking his shield and then getting kicked right in the face, which made him hit the desk behind before falling on the floor. It made his earbud fell out of his ear, but before he could even try and get it back, it was smashed by (Y/N)'s shoe. He wa trying to reach and get his shield back, but it was too far waya from him. "I hope you won't take this personal." You smirked before kicked Captain America in the face once again, but harder which made his nose bleed. "So it was all lies?"

"Yeah, nobody made me kill others, but I made people kill others, before I killed them. Just so you know, I just like killing."

"So it was your plan from the beginning? To make me fall for you?"

"Yes, but you also made me fall for you. I wanted to chance it, I even wanted to chance, but my first plan won." You kneeled so you could look into his gorgeous blue eyes. "Before I kill, I want to tell you plan. You deserve to hear it after all. Basically I want to kill every Avenger, because your getting too much in my way. It's way easier to trick police than trick you." Steve really didn't want to do it, but he saw not other way, but to punch you in the face. You hardly hit the floor, but quickly got up. Steve after stood up and got his shield. "I'm gonna feel bad after killing you. If you wouldn't make me love you, it would much easier." Steve threw his shield at you and hit your right in the abdomen, making you cower a bit. "You talk too much."

"I know, I know. Just shut up." You chuckled.

"You know that we don't have to do this? I really don't want to hurt you."

"Even after everything I did to you?"

"Yes, I still want to help. Just let me do it."

"Stop believing in me!" You cried out and took gun to your hand, before shoot him into his legs. He leaned on the desk he hit moment ago. He tried to hide himself behind his shield, but took it from him and threw it away. Then you threw away your gun and took knife that you were hiding the whole time.

Everything slowed down. It was the moment you were waiting for almost a month, but it didn't feel the same. You loved him and as much as you wanted to kill him in the beginning, now with the same passion, you wanted to kiss him. You knew you wouldn't bring yourself up to kill. You smirked to yourself before saying "Fuck you, Steven Grant Rogers." Then you stabbed him around his abdomen, you knew that this would kill him. You knew anatomy too well and you knew where you should thrust, so you wouldn't kill him. Right after that you left, hoping that someone is going to find Steve.

Steve woke up in the hospital, Bucky sitting on chair next to his best friend's bed and Sam was standing next to him. Other Avengers were on their way to hospital. "You alright, punk?" Bucky softly smiled at his friend and put his hand on his shoulder. "I felt worse. You found (Y/N)?"

"You're worried about him, after everything he done to you? He almost killed you." Sam said, Steve shook his head. "He told me that he loves me. If he wanted me dead, he could have shoot me in the head, but he didn't. He cares."

"So what are going to do?" Bucky looked at Sam with confusion on his face, before looking at Steve again.

"I'll find him and I'll help him no matter what. I believe that he can chance. He just needs to believe in himself."

[all-about-seggs]

Gojo Satoru Relationship headcanons -

Satoru is a guy who have many different sides to him so he's definitely a catch.

(P.s LOOk at his Lips)

His type of s!o :

💜 Many people consider him attractive and he knows it but that's not a criteria he considers when it comes to love.

💜I can see him being attracted to someone who can stand up for themselves or atleast be independent. He's not someone wholl be able to entertain a clingy s!o for a long time because of his work and the goals he has set for himself, so relationships are already in the backburner for him.

💜Would be a plus is you have a sassy/ sarcastic side. He LOVES friendly banters and back and forths, Satoru's a tease and he'll let you know that form the start.

💜Someone who tries to pry or force him to tell something that he doesn't want to is gonna be a difficult match for him. He may love you but he wants his space as well.

Catching feelings :

💜He has to be really in love to pursue a relationship with you because of all the danger that comes form him job he'll try not to get too involved with you if his feelings are not that strong or if there is no initiative from your side.

💜Years of training has made him become the master of his own emotions so if you don't want to let him slip through your hands you better act first. He'll probably tell himself to forget about his growing Love for you and might try nonchalantly refusing to meet you by making work an excuse.

💜If you decide to work for it and the time is right, he'll tell you in the most casual tone that he is in love with you. Tbh I think he'll definetly refrain from using the word love( even tho he feels it) since it's a very heavy term for him.

💜It's not because he has commitment issues, it's just that he finds it better to keep it solo. It's easier to overthrow the sorcerer's higher ups committee when he doesn't have anything to lose even if things go downhill.

💜In the end, it'll be your persistence that makes the relationship happen. And he'll secretly thank you everyday for sticking with him:).

The start :

💜 The type of boyfriend who shows his affection by teasing you. Whether it is by finding your tickle spots or by his words, he'll find every tiny pet peeves you have and use them strategically to annoy you.

💜 He would make the most sickeningly innocent puppy dog face afterwards that'll make you reconsider wopping his ass.

💜 Satoru's playful, flirty and annoying when things are going good and there is no death threats looming over the both of you.

💜 Makes indecent sexual innuendos at random intervals during the entire day( a bonus if you're easily flustered bc then he JuST WOnT STop).

💜 He is talkative when he wants to be and with you he can talk about almost anything, the new movies he watched, cafes he saw while slacking off at work, some sweets or snacks that you should try. He's a chatterbox and can keep any sort of conversation going.

💜 Satoru prefers to keep things light so he won't talk about his work all that often. If you ask, he'll just keep it to all the funny embarrassing stories of his students but that's the extent to it.

💜 It's not because he doesn't trust you, it's his own sense of responsibility towards you that makes him want to protect you from his dangerous lifestyle. You know what you were up for before entering in a relationship with him and that's exactly why he wants to make you happy by keeping you in the light.

💜 Although Satoru seems like the tough love kinda guy, he's occasionally soft for you. So expect a bit of coddling at the beginning atleast. He'll eventually tell you all about the Jujutsu world if you're just a civilian and the other things that you're not aware of.

💜 Probably tries to act cool and flex a little when you're with him and his students. Megumi gets exasperated really quick because of his exaggerated reactions and cheesy talk( yep he is and he does it on purpose).

💜 Loves making his students uncomfortable with a extra amout of pda when you are around. Otherwise, he holds back on physical affection when you're outdoors, just to be on the safe side.

💜 Expect a lot of snacks and sweets as souvenirs whenever he goes on his ' business trips' (he never goes into details about where he's going tho).

💜 Movie nights are a given everytime you get together on a weekend. He loves watching those dark movies where the main character gets an untimely and gruesome death or just straight up trashy horror movies that serves as a comic relief ( He never stops chatting during these but you don't stop him cuz his comments are just too funny).

💜 He's dramatic and goofy everytime you go on dates and tries to pull cringey pick up lines just to make you laugh but you know how much of a smooth talker he can be. Tho he'll never stop calling you dessert based nicknames (the guy's got a sweet tooth afterall).

💜 May have tried to make you jealous on purpose by reacting to a couple of girls that tried to hit on him. (Pls don't get actually angry he was just trying to see if you were the jealous type or not). If you are though, then boy does it inflat his ego or what. He'll tease you constantly about it.

💜 Usually doesn't plan dates he's more of an impromptu or just go with mood kinda guy. So your date spots are gonna be pretty random. But hey, the foods always good.

💜 Most of your dates are during the daytime cuz he's running his shady errands at night but when he's free during that time as well, he'll take you stargazing or someplace high with a good view and just relax.

💜 Overall Satoru is a pretty easygoing guy who both is casual and passionate in a relationship. As a naturally calm and level headed person he never steps out of line (atleast not on purpose). Fights are not a common occurrence between the two of you cuz he hates the thought of it. And even if in a situation where you are upset with him, he gives you space and talks it out whenever you are ready. He's a patient guy.

A/N: Hello! Thank you for reading this, I might make some changes in this later if i feel like I depicted him wrong cuz I've only seen the anime. If you have any ideas or suggestions of your own please leave a comment!

[milucas]

lucas's redacted ocs- emerson shaw

i promise he started off as an actual original person but he's just evolved into a self insert ok leave me alone

picrew and basic info as usual

bisexual

trans man (he/him)

electro energetic

he's also a singer (that's a surprise tool that will help us later ;D)

dating jack

ok im gonna be honest,,, @cottagecorexboy wrote a series of hcs with davey as a single dad (which i will link here) and i have been infected with single dad davey brainrot ever since so i made an oc and this is him

his backstory p much goes along with those hcs where he ran away from home and david found him while on a security job and took him in

he ran away from home bc (surprise surprise) family problems

both of his parents had a lot of issues with addiction, eventually they both lost their jobs and then all of their money, and his situation just got worse and worse until he finally just ended up running away a couple months before his 13th birthday when his powers had just barely started to manifest

he was only homeless for a month or so before david took him in

he didn't have a lot of time to do anything for himself or figure anything out since his childhood was so,,, um,,,,, eventful

but david is really accepting and does his best to help his son through anything (god im such a slut for found family omg)

emerson doesn't really know what a healthy family is supposed to look like, so he's surprised by a lot of basic things that the pack does for him and it breaks david's heart every time he notices

eventually he started healing and getting better but it's a pretty slow process

he didn't really have any friends growing up, so he's kind of a loner, but he got paired up with jack for a really tough group project

they had to spend a lot of time outside of class to finish it, which is the only reason they became friends

at some point jack heard emerson singing and decided to invite him to watch his band practice for a gig they had coming up

emerson was THRILLED

he'd never seen any band or artist perform live so he was super excited even though it was just a rehearsal

when he got there tho jack told him their lead singer wanted to focus more on her instrument, and suggested he should sing along with them and see what happens

needless to say emerson absolutely killed it

everyone in the band was super impressed by how good he was, especially since he'd never performed live before and never with a punk rock band

so they agreed to put him on "trial run", where he was still rehearsing with them and learning the songs but he didn't do any shows with them yet and he wasn't helping with any of the booking/money/etc.

he joined the band officially at about 14 (these children are doing better with their music career than me at 17 god damn)

his electricity comes in handy a lot when they have technical difficulties

like everyone knows he can just. make stuff work. even if they don't know he's an energetic. everytime some piece of equipment dies or goes wrong they're just like "welp time to call emerson"

even though he's older now he's still working through a lot of that trauma and all the stuff he internalized

he's very attention starved bc he doesn't really know how it works and he doesn't think he deserved affectionate but now he's got a whole found family and an entire wolf pack to smother him in love and remind him that he is loved and that he deserves love

and a bf who is also pretty fucked up and has a lot of issues to work out himself, but they love each other and help each other out anyways

[hasquetzorkukudoneanythingwrong]

Nightmare on Chaldea st.

Quetz was walking through Chaldea, looking for Rex. She's been having a bad feeling all day. Ever since the morning something felt... wrong. As she walked she kept getting more and more anxious and got more desperate to find Rex.

Then all of a sudden she saw a horrid sight. A huge almost entirely black Jaguar and in it's mouth, was the bleeding corpse of master Rex.

Jaguar?: there you are! I've been looking for you!

Quetz, in shock: ...w-what the...

Jaguar?: aaawww! At a loss for words? That's a new one for you sis! Normally you'd be burning with anger!

Quetz: Tezcalipoca, y-y-you killed him?!

Tez: hahahahahaha! Yes! I've killed your precious husband! I've taken away your happiness one again!

Quetz couldn't process what she was hearing or seeing. Rex was gone? That can't be!

Tez: but that's not all!

Then the huge jaguar moves to reveal two more normal looking Jaguars standing above the corpses of the other two masters.

Tez: the others are gone too! Hahahaha! I've not only destroyed you but I've doomed the world! Just like old times huh?

Quetz still couldn't speak, she fell to her knees and tears ran down her face.

Tez: don't worry, you might be able to remake humanity once again. Not like you'll be able to bring back your husband tho.

Quetz still couldn't move. It was clear she couldn't handle what was happening but then...

???: mi corazon...

Quetz raises her head quickly after hearing that.

???: it's me Quetz, Rex. I'm fine, it's all just an illusion. Someone's messing with you.

After hearing that, Quetz was able to finally do something. She got back on her feet, her face changed, from one of shock to one of rage.

Tez: oh! Finally going to do so-

But before the false version of Tezcalipoca could finish Quetz flew towards him while burning with flames! While holding him by the throat she also used her other hand to tear the other Jaguars apart and then flies down the hall while dragging the huge jaguar across the floor.

Finally she slams him down and immediately starts punching him in the face repeatedly.

Quetz: YOU STUPID LITTLE NIGHTMARE!!! I'LL TEAR YOU TO PIECES!!!!

Quetz kept punching, over and over until she was punching the floor and all that was left of the cat's head was a bloody puddle.

Blinded with Rage she kept going and going until

Rex, coming in to hug her: Quetz! You can stop! It's over!

Quetz finally calmed down after the hug. Now just breathing heavily. And after that all she can do is hug him back.

Rex: are you ok?

Quetz, still breathing heavily: not really

Rex: it's ok, everything's going to be OK mi corazon.

Quetz: how did this all happen? Whose responsible?

Rex: we don't know, but many others are also suffering from living nightmares. We're working on helping them.

After that Quetz sees that there's no longer any evidence of what she did to the Jaguars, just a big hole on the floor from the punches.

Quetz: I... I was so scared... I thought I had lost you...

Rex: it's ok, I'm right here. There's no reason to worry.

Quetz: si... I can see that now...

Rex: do you want to go to our room?

Quetz: si... I'd like that.

Rex helps Quetz go to the room, while she holds onto him the whole time. Eventually they reach the room, and sit on the bed. Quetz still holds onto Rex to help ease her nerves.

Rex: feel better?

Quetz: a lil... but pls stay.

Rex: I can, but eventually we have to help the others.

Quetz: ...ok, just a little longer.

Meanwhile somewhere else.

Ququ found herself in a beautiful room, she was dressed in a beautiful outfit, while feeding who seemed to be Rex chocolates from a valentine's chocolate box.

She was happy to be there, it seemed like what she always wanted, but then a nagging feeling came over her. When she glimpsed the surrounding area she realized the place was decorated in styles from various regions. Huge Greek style pillars, a lot of Hindu styled furniture and she realized she was wearing a Sumerian style outfit. But that couldn't be right she thought, wouldn't Mayan style everything make more sense?

But after a while, she looked and saw Rex was missing. She looked ahead and saw a lake of melted chocolate right outside of ziggurat they were in and in the center a whirlpool surrounded by what looked to be sentient chocolate statues of her in various chocolate flavors, including white and dark and milk, chocolate poured from their arms and right in the center of the whirlpool was what seemed to be a drowning Rex.

Ququ: hey! Stop!

She tried to fly to him but found her wings couldn't move and fell on the floor after the attempted take off, and could no longer move. Then she heard voices from all around her.

"What kind of goddess are you?"

"She's supposed to be the feathered serpent"

"But she's a love goddess, and the feathered serpent was never a love goddess"

"Then who is she really?"

Ququ: hey! I am the feathered serpent!

"You say that but..."

"You feel more like other goddesses"

"Yeah, like Ishtar or Parvati"

"Or even Aphrodite"

Ququ: that's not true!

Ququ then looked on at the lake of chocolate and saw that in the whirlpool all that could be seen of Rex was an arm waving for help.

Ququ: NO!

Then a new voice was heard, but this time from her head.

???: Ququ!

Ququ: huh?

???: it's me! Rex!

Ququ: Rex! Where are you!?

Rex: I'm here, but you need to fight right now.

Ququ: I can't! I'm stuck... and even still... I'm not really the feathered serpent... just some love goddess who looks like her

Rex: don't say that! You're more feathered serpent then love goddess! Don't forget that!

Ququ: how can you be sure?

Rex: because I know you! Q'uq'umatz you're the feathered serpent and you are a storm goddess!

After hearing that Ququ regained her strength, got right back up and as she got up a storm raged on.

The rain cleared away the chocolate lake, destroyed the chocolate statues and she was able to fly and grab the dream version of Rex.

Ququ: I've got you! I've got you mi amor!

Eventually the setting fades, and Ququ found herself flying through the halls of Novum Chaldea, before bumping into Rex and Quetz. And before anyone can process what was happening she clung onto Rex desperately.

Ququ: you're here! Oh thank goodness your safe!

Instead of getting upset, Quetz let her have the moment. She had felt the same not long ago.

After some time, Ququ finally calmed down enough to talk about the situation.

Ququ: someone's giving everyone nightmares?

Rex: yeah, we're still not sure who but that's being worked on.

Quetz: for now we're helping get others out of their nightmares.

And in another nightmare.

Slayer had woken up to find herself chained up, and mostly exposed. What she saw surrounding her was nightmarish. The earth was turned into a hellscape. All around were demons and monsters killing people or enslaving them. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain.

Slayer: ugh! What the hell?

She had been prodded with a hot spike by a little demon.

Slayer: ...eeer, do that again and you're de-

???: do what again?

Slayer heard a voice talk to her, a voice she didn't like. She looked up in front of her to see the Serpent, alive and well.

Slayer: how!? How do you live?!

Serpent: you could never truly kill me! You're too much of a pathetic excuse for a servant to ever pull that off!

Slayer stared angrily at her enemy, her deep blue eyes meeting the serpent's dull grey ones.

Serpent: you've found yourself in quite the pathetic situation I see.

Slayer: big talk for someone whose going to be pieces in a few minutes.

Serpent: big talk! But you won't be saying much when you see what I have!

After she says this demons are seen dragging someone forward, it was Rex. He was also in chains and mostly exposed.

Slayer: no! How!?

Serpent: that's enough out of you! What makes this sad little human so important anyways?

Slayer: fuck you!

Serpent: wow, how scary.

After that she grabbed the chained up Rex and held him close.

Serpent: he's very important isn't he?

Slayer: leave him one!

Serpent: no... I don't think I will. In fact, I think he'd make an amazing plaything for me, when I'm in the mood.

Slayer: you wouldn't dare!

Serpent: try me!

As she said this, the Serpent stuck her long tounge out to lick Rex's face.

Slayer: bitch!

???: Slayer!

Slayer: huh?

???: it's Rex! The real Rex! That's not me! None of this is real! You're stuck in a nightmare!

Slayer: this is a nightmare?

Rex: yes! Now you have to fight your way out!

Slayer: ...sounds good to me!

After she says this her armor returns to her and breaks out of the chains, ready to fight. She then goes berserk! Tearing demons apart one by one!

Serpent: how! How'd she get her ene-

But before the serpent could finish, Slayer stuck the super shotgun right in the serpent's mouth.

Slayer: shut your trap bitch!

BOOM!

The Serpent's head was blown to pieces, and Slayer had conquered her nightmare. The hellscape faded away, and the halls of chaldea took their place with the other two Quetzes and Rex standing their together.

Already the noodles changes and Slayer awkwardly tries for a hug but can't finish because she's nervous, so Rex goes into the hug for her.

Slayer: ...thanks.

Rex: of course.

After a while the situation is explained once more.

Slayer: but whose causing all this?

Rex: we're still not sure. Da Vinci says she must be close to finding out who.

Slayer: she better be! I want to tear the son of a bitch a new one!

Meanwhile once more, in another nightmare.

Kuku was walking down the halls of Novum Chaldea but for some reason no one else was seen.

Kuku: where is everyone?

Eventually she sees some staff, tho they seem scared.

Kuku: hey! Where is everyone!?

But instead of saying anything the staff just mumbled scared like and ran off.

Kuku: hey! Get back here!

Kuku ran after them, then she sees other staff.

Kuku: hey! Why's everyone hiding!?

Staff1, whispering: ah! It's the snake beast!

Staff2: run before we're sacrificed!

The staff run off

Kuku: hey!

Kuku: ...what did they say?

She keeps going around, and everytime she tries to talk to some staff or a servant they run off scared.

Kuku: why the...

Eventually down the hall she sees someone who looks like Rex.

Kuku: Rex! Hey!

She goes towards him, but he only starts to move faster

Kuku: hey! Don't you run from me too!

But he keeps going, getting more and more nervous looking.

Kuku: hey! Don't be scared of me! Please!

Kuku starts getting more distraught about the situation, she doesn't like the idea of Rex being scared of her!

Kuku: Rex! Please don't be afraid! I won't hurt you! I promise! Please!

But he just keeps going

Kuku: I'm not a monster! I won't hurt you!

Over time she slows down, even more distraught, before eventually stopping entirely.

Kuku: ...but... I'm not... a monster... please... believe me...

Eventually she hears a voice.

???: Kuku!

Kuku: huh!? Rex?!

Rex: this is just a nightmare! I'm not scared of you!

Kuku: then why do you run?!

Rex: that's not the real me! But you still have to confront them to get out!

Kuku: how...?

Eventually she sees the dream Rex get closer, seemingly curious. Before anything can be done she runs and embraces him.

Kuku: don't be afraid. I love you... I'd never harm you...

After some time, everything returns to normal, and Kuku is hugging the real Rex now.

Rex: you ok?

Kuku: ...yeah...

Rex: good, because Da Vinci's finally found out where's the cause of all this.

Kuku: good! I'm ready to show that fucker a world of pain!

The five find themselves in front of a room that should've been empty.

Rex: this the place?

Da Vinci: yeah! That's the source of the nightmares!

Rex: alright!

They force the door open, to reveal 3 servants trapped in some kind of machine, specifically Anderson, Shakespeare and Murasaki.

Shakespeare: finally! We're saved!

Anderson: took long enough!

Rex: what's going on!?

???: the authors were just helping me bring you all despair.

A voice is heard, and walking out into the open is the Caster of Limbo.

Rex: how'd you get here!?

Limbo: I won't be divulging my secrets! Tho unfortunately, much like Vitch it's one time only. How unfortunate, I didn't achieve what I set out to do.

Rex: yeah asshole! You're a dead man now!

Limbo: now now, I may not have achieved my main goal but I did achieve something else!

Rex: Da hell?

Limbo then pulls out a completely black grail.

Rex: a grail!?

Limbo: yes! I've been collecting the despair and fear all felt when trapped in their nightmare to make this! The nightmare grail!

Rex: what the hell is that supposed to do?!

Limbo: I'll show you!

The grail then flashes a blinding light, and Rex finds himself on the bleached earth once again, but alone.

Rex: how'd I get here?!

Then, Limbo's voice echoed

Limbo: that's the grail's power, you'll understand soon enough.

Eventually Rex noticed that forming a circle a bit of ways away were the tree of emptiness.

Rex: what the?

Limbo: you have an interesting fear young master of Chaldea.

Eventually a fireball is seen heading towards one of the trees, inevitably destroying it in a huge explosion.

Limbo: the guilt of erasing the lostbelt ways heavily on you

Then the fireball destroys another, fire spreading near his location.

Limbo: but also weighing heavily is that you use your wife to finish them off.

Then the fireball does it again.

Limbo: she turns into a super weapon to destroy the trees and entire worlds at your behest.

Then another is destroyed

Limbo: she may be the one erasing worlds but you give the order! So you're turning the two of you into world enders.

Then another

Limbo: and she does so out of love for you!

And another

Limbo: but it seems such a misguided love, to kill for the sake of your beloved.

And then the final one is destroyed.

Limbo: in the words of the great Shiva "I am become death, destroyer of worlds" and now that's you!

As Rex looked on at the destroyed trees, the whole land is set ablaze. And eventually the fireball flies towards him, barely stopping and floating above him to reveal someone who looks like Quetz.

She looks twisted, huge black crow like wings that were aflame at the bottom, burnt black feathers on her arms and legs, burning hot obsidian spikes jutting out of her body, and a horrifying mouth with jagged teeth and a constantly lit flame in her mouth.

Nightmare Quetz: Hola mi amor! Look upon what we've wrought!

Rex looked on at the firey destruction she brought upon the land, all for his sake.

Nightmare Quetz: I did this all for you! Erased the false world's for our own superior one!

Rex couldn't speak, all he could do is sit there silently...

Nightmare Quetz: and since you're here, let's celebrate with a kiss!

The twisted parody of Quetz grabs onto Rex, slowly bringing her huge maw up to him, until...

BOOM!

The twisted parody of Quetz is knocked away. Rex is brought back to his senses and sees all the other Quetzes there by his side.

Quetz: you ok mi amor?

Rex: si... I'm fine now!

Quetz: muy bien! Now we can fight!

Nightmare Quetz recovers, flying above them again.

Nightmare Quetz: NOOOO!!! He's mine! And mine alone!

Kuku: get in line bitch!

Ququ: we all have a claim to him!

Slayer: so don't think you can just waltz in and take him for yourself!

Then the nightmarish serpent let's out a blood curdling sreech

Nightmare Quetz: rraaaaahhhh!!!!

She flies into the air, and readies a noble phantasm

Nightmare Quetz: I'll destroy all! For the sake of the one I love! Become the flame of death!

MY BELOVED'S SUPER WEAPON!!!

Quetz: not on my watch!

As the nightmare heads towards them, the original Quetz prepares the same attack, absorbing Piedra del Sol

Rex: are you sure about this?

Quetz: si mi amor! It'll work!

She then charges up and flies towards the nightmare

XIUHCOATL!!!

The two impact, causing a huge explosion!

Eventually the area fades away, and they return to the room they were in originally. Limbo was missing and the grail was smashed.

On the floor layed Quetz and the nightmare Quetz too.

Rex: Quetz! Are you ok?!

Quetz, got up with Rex's help

Quetz: si... I just need some rest...

Then the new Quetz got up

New Quetz: pls don't ignore me mi amor...

Rex: oh!

He props up the new one aswell

Kuku: should you be doing that?

[eliicries]

This is my first time ever writing a proper fanfic and also my first time posting it online. Criticisms are very much welcome. This is my alternative ending to the cartoon series "Clone High" (you guys should check it out, it's pretty great!) I love this pairing so much but I hated how they ended up sleeping together because I've always believed in character development and the ending felt like it wasted a good opportunity to do so.

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Enchanted (a joanfk fanfic)

How did it come to this?

Two bodies pressed against each other, one of which is hovering above it's counterpart, hot and eager to make contact. Then the other, whom lies beneath them writhing in discomfort yet somewhat obvious pleasure.

Never in Joan's life had she imagined herself being the latter in such an obscene situation.

Well atleast not with somebody else other than her bestfriend and absolutely not, emphasis on the word "not", with the certain campus playboy she used to avoid like a plague.

Heck, if someone told her last night that she would end up sleeping with JFK, she would've laughed her ass off for solid 10 minutes! Then proceed to sock their teeth off for even suggesting such an absurd idea.

But as she felt his breath fan against her bare neck, she felt her own hitch.

His lips met with her flushed skin and in their wake, left along little trails of pleasure of which accumulated into an emotion something else entirely.

Guilt.

It seeped into her flesh and gnawed upon her being.

Yet the feeling of betrayal against one's morals only increased tenfold when she made no protest to stop the male from completely lifting her shirt off.

Oh God, She actually moaned.

The himbo was not to be blamed of course. His previous advances had always been outright rejected, so as ecstatic as he was, her sudden change of heart confused him. An even bigger surprise to the both of them was when it was her who initiated the idea.

It's not like her to act like this. Was she really that frustrated beyond rational thoughts?

To make things even worse, it wasn't only the disappointment she has towards herself that's weighing on her mind but also of another person very much important to her.

Abe.

They've known each other since like forever.

Now, what would be a better way to ruin a good natured friendship other than one of them developing feelings for the other?

Just to her luck, she had to be the one who does the falling, whilst her companion seemed less than eager to catch her.

As if it's the universe's way to spite her, Abe suddenly decided to date someone else.

And of course, it just had to be none other than Cleo-fhking-patra.

Seeing them together at the school campus in a daily basis was already bad enough, now living under the same roof as her and all---she also had to suffer listening through the sloppy noises they make whenever they're eating their faces off.

She swears to god everytime cleo glances at her with that look of victor in her eyes, her blood boils so much. Oh, if only she was given an opportunity to poke them out with a fork.

Then, in a final attempt to win him over, Joan had to walk around wearing those god-forbid clothes and laugh in that shrill god-awful tone.

Yet to no avail, her feelings are still unreciprocated.

In the end even as a giggling vapid slut, Abe still chose Cleo over her.

Just like he always did.

He even seemed supportive with her hookup with JFK.

Another fuel added to the fire.

Now she felt really silly exerting all those efforts just for his approval.

She always berates Cleo for being such a slut but is she really better after how desperate she acted?

Maybe if only she'd been straight forward with him from the start, things would've ended in her favor.

Or perhaps it was wrong of her to seek reciprocity. Love, after all should be unconditional.

Either way, it's too late now.

She's so pathetic.

Suddenly a voice called out to her, a sudden ripple in her stream of thoughts, breaking her out from of her stupor.

Looking sideways, her eyes met with familiar droopy ones.

She hadn't even noticed that he had stopped moving a little while ago.

"H-huh?"

"Are you er, uh, alright?"

Oh. That's right.

She was with JFK, and they were about to have sex with each other.

"You were-uh, crying."

Immediately, she brought a hand to her cheek and felt the said liquid trailing down her cheeks.

Shuddering as she finally realized she was not only physically bare, but now also emotionally.

Great.

She atleast expected an expression of dissatisfaction from him, but the male said nothing and merely looked at her. Probably dumbstruck by the sudden turn of events.

The room was quiet except for her soft sniffles.

He seemed to fiddle with the bedsheets for a while before finally deciding to move closer to her.

"Can I er, touch you?"

Expecting him to continue on where they left but too tired to even protest, she made no movement whatsoever to stop the male. They might as well finish what they've started even tho the thought made her want to shut her eyes.

She was surprised however, when she felt his arms wrapping around her, securing her into a hug.

She turned to look at him, perplexed by the sudden act of affection that he is displaying.

"Did it not feel good?"

Ah, there he is.

Of course, It was just about his ego. How foolish of her to think that he, even for a bit, cared about her.

She tried to squirm away from his grip, her fists meeting with his chest. The male took this as a sign to loosen his hold of her but not as much to completely let go of her.

"I did something wrong didn't I?"

Her body suddenly ceased it's erratic movements. She turned to look at him, searching through his face for any signs of deception which instead, only offered a genuine expression of worry.

He was blaming himself.

He actually thought it was his fault that she was crying. That's why he stopped.

"I, er, um sorry.."

If she was already crying before, then she was definitely bawling her eyes out right now.

"N-no! It's not your fault i--why did you stop?" She exclaimed in between sobs. His hand settled itself on her waist while his other one made it's way to her hair, combing them in a way that's supposed to be therapeutic.

"There, there.."

"I wanted this, Kennedy! Isn't this what you also wanted?"

"Sure I do, but not when you're uh, like this." She lets out another sob. "Besides, If I do make you cry it's going to be for an entirely different reason, if you get my meaning."

"S-shut up.."

He suggestively wiggled his eyebrows at her causing her to roll her eyes. Normally, she would've been irked by his usual comments like this, but tonight must be a different case. They seemed to give her a weird sense of normalcy, and that somehow comforts her.

Her sudden movement made the male flinch, as if anticipating another punch for his pesky remarks, he was relieved however, when Joan just readjusted her head to lean into his chest more properly.

She found this actions of his comical, cute even if she dares, and she couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her lips.

"Have you calmed down now?"

"Yes, thanks Kennedy."

Silence enveloped the both of them for a while before Jfk decided to speak again.

"You know, this suddenly reminds him."

She hummed in acknowledgement.

"Uh, Lincoln."

"Oh."

JFK didn't fail to notice the weak croak in her voice.

"Yeah, it was around that time poncey died. It was just kinda like this, except ya' know, we weren't both naked."

She felt his chest rumble as both of them let out a chuckle, hers a bit stiffled from burrying her face into them further. Muttering, "That sounds just like him.." In a barely audible voice.

No words were exchanged afterwards. Silence embraced the room once again, the same way his arms did around her body. Warm and in contrast to the air outside---inviting.

The moon illuminated the dim room seemingly to say it's hello.

So she took the opportunity to get a good look at his face. There she could makeout the subtle movement of his nostrils as he breathes.

Inhale, exhale, Inhale, exhale, Inhale..

Till she found herself unconsciously moving to the same rhythm.

His eyes she noticed, are now droopier. As his upper lashes seeked to meet with his lower ones but never actually closed them as they were fixated onto her. Only now was she able to acknowledge the kindness she failed to notice that they seemed to always have.

Then his lips, which in contrast to the usual smirk he parades around campus, lost all it's cockiness and is now ghosting a faint smile.

He looked so endearing right now that she could only sigh.

Was this really the same guy who used to shove other kids into lockers before? The same one who used to view women as mere objects meant to gratify sensual pleasure?

I guess grief from Ponce's death did change him in ways even he is not aware of.

Or maybe, he's just not a complete asshole as she thought him to be.

It could also be that she's just lonely and desperate for any act of kindness so she clung into them when given. That would explain how she got into this situation in the first place.

But whatever the answer may be, there are two things that Joan is now sure of:

One, no one is irredeemable.

And two, the male never looked as much enchanting to her right now as he ever did before.

#joanfk #joan #JFK #Clonehigh #himbo #goth

[spookyrobbins]

musical ep anon here - honestly, i love it. the energy that callie has when storming through the hospital singing “the story” and looking hot and getting herself to wake up is goals. owen singing makes me feel awk tho lol. I love that addison comes back for callie. I also love the az bits, there is actually quite a bit of focus on her. i really do feel like callie wakes up not only for sofia but also for az and i love that so much. when callie is singing “the story” theres the line “and these st

(2) stories don’t mean anything if you’ve got no one to tell them to” and the camera cuts to az at callies side and I die everytime. Then callie wakes up and says yes and I die again, even tho trauma proposals are overdone on grays lol. and agree, mark gave a lot worse than az. there were times in S7 where she said uncalled for things from insecurity, but this wasnt it, mark was being a tool. the one thing that makes me sad is more of a fandom thing than an ep thing – I feel like this ep is the

(3)culmination of the az/mark tension and I think since so many ppl don’t rewatch it due to “cringe factor”, mark comes off a lot better in their memory than he actually does. Not to say that he isn’t shitty at other times too, but I think this is the one time the show’s narration cuts az some slack in that arc. (sorry this was so long haha) - musical ep anon

"the story" is iconic and nothing will change my mind on that lol. i know people think parts of it are cringey, but overall, it's pretty well done?

i totally agree that callie also woke up for arizona. like i said before, that scene when arizona is begging her to live gets me every time. it's such a rare moment of open vulnerability from arizona.

i personally think that mark has really benefited from hindsight. a lot of his kinda (really) scummy behaviours seem to have been forgotten/forgiven. bc he's hot, he was a cute dad and then he died.

mark spent the entire baby arc storming around yelling "i'm the father" and it wasn't helped by callie always sort of choosing mark for lack of a better term. and the thing is, yes, he was the father and no one ever contested that and legally he held all the power, arizona was only there so long as callie wanted her there.

most people get really fixated on arizona calling him a sperm donor (which sure, isn't great, but also maybe was her own internal process to be more okay with the situation she found herself in) and mark calling her nothing. but i think the most damning part of that argument is when mark says something to the effect of "we can just screw again and make another baby" which is insane. and intensely shitty behaviour from mark. in what world is that okay?

i don't want to say mark is a bad person or anything, but there had to have been some kernel of truth in what he said, otherwise he wouldn't have said it. and i think people really overlook a lot of this, like you said, because they tend to skip over this episode and suddenly mark and arizona are fine.

which i seriously think that mark believed they were fine but arizona wasn't super fine with it, but rather thought that her safest option was to make peace with mark bc he held all the power.

and don't worry about the length lol i am not known for being laconic

[choriso]

[Diff. Anon] Im glad to see your passion on this topic & while I agree that its good to see professionals (if they can), I can see the point that like there are people living in a bad family/situation and people who cant recieve medical care or cant go see a professional (lack of $$, parents, etc) where this may be beneficial to them, this is just me talking tho and there may be diff opinions on this

Oh yeah absolutely! Self diagnosis is a good start and it can help you tons since it's based on "hmm I have this symptom, what do people do to try to feel better" or find similarities in mental illnesses that you could have, I've gone to my psychologist/psychiatrist saying "I think I might have this thing" and together we have talked it out.

The thing is, at some point *when you can* you gotta talk it out with a professional, even if it's some months or some years. Even if it's in 5 years or more: why?

Mental illnesses are really complex; sometimes you might have lots of symptoms and experience a depressive episode, but you do not have clinical depression. This DOESNT mean your experience is way better or worse than someone else, just that you might NEED a different approach. Maybe you need for a certain time some meds, or maybe you need to change your entire routine. It's needed to get checked if it's an internal factor or an external one. Maybe you are someone who obsesses about something being wrong with you and you need an external perspective of the whole thing. Psychologists and experienced in the medical field *need* other psychologists because they can't tell themselves what they have.

This is why I mean the whole self diagnosis is part of the process, of course you will get aware of stuff you are experiencing and seeing similarities, and you will be probably right about what you have! Or not be too far off the tree. Or you can be completely wrong and have a whole different thing (as happened to me, went to the doc being 17 thinking I have 1 thing but turns out I had a mix of... Tada!!!! 5 things and made me realize I had a severe case of anguish)

And I understand the part of not being able to go to the psychologist, I really do. I also understand that there are BAD psychologists/psychiatrists.

On the first topic, I had a big breakdown and attack of seeing things that were not real at 13-14, people thought I was making it all up and well, a lot of stuff happened but I was unable to see professional help until I was 17 nearly 18. And I still struggle to be able to go to the psychologist because I don't have much money but I seriously encourage to try to find the way *at some point* to go

On the latter, I've gone to terrible professionals. Literally a psychiatrist I went two times made me only cry and told me things like I had to suck it up and other stuff I don't remember when I was going through what I think it was a big depressive episode. Though, as all things, you keep trying to find a professional that you can trust. That one psychiatrist was an old fart and kind of a mean man and when I started searching again for professional help I found quite helpful rly young people who had some kind of similar mindset (being able to tell jokes in meetings, comfy to call them on the phone, little things I'd notice in the first time I see em)

Sorry for this long post and I feel like I'm repeating myself a lot, but this topic in particular, if I had self diagnosed and never consulted a professional because of my trauma, it could have happened 2 things:

- I could have had a brain tumour and never know

- I would have believed I had untreated schizophrenia and I would have waited out developing symptoms, believing in my ignorance of that mental illness (have in mind I was experiencing this as a teenager with no resources) that I would become someone losing myself and I even would have worried more about "my diagnosis" that the real problems I was experiencing (dealing with the symptoms). I remember being SO obsessed when I was 15 about what was wrong with me and thinking I would end up having some sort of outbreak at some point and hurt someone or hurt myself I completely forgot of actually take care of myself

Everytime there's a mental awareness day posts get full of "depression and anxiety" stuff which, don't get me wrong, it's super important to get talked about. But there's more than 5 principal mental illnesses and there's lots of stuff we don't know, like how a mix of two things can affect someone's mind. That's why I encourage going to professionals when u can and to have an open mind about what you could have if you find out there's something else going on

[wondersbeyondcompare]

Some stuff

About Kodi and Majid’s parents that I was thinking about while making lunch the other day!  Really, this is just a poor attempt on expanding on the bois in general, but oh well! Thought it would be easier to put these thoughts in a separate post instead of adding to their profiles since this wasn’t directly relevant to them  (・��;)ゞ I guess?? dshgfjhdsf Honestly, I think this is more for me just so I can get some stuff straightened out. I’m pretty bad w/ consistency after all...

Majid’s Parents

EDIT (06/13/2021): Drew up some new headshots for Majid and Kodi’s parents! Hopefully they look a bit better than before!

Past me writing Majid’s bio: Yeah, keep the part about his parents vague;;; Idek what to do about that

Me on Monday rolling up some embutido for lunch: Hey, y’know what-

- Mother: Lara (won’t reveal her last name; when asked for it by Majid’s father, she jokingly suggested she take his last name instead) - Father: Kadir Ansari - Compared to Kodi’s parents, these 2 have much more info behind them b/c I have to explain both of their disappearances, so (・_・;) get comfy - Kadir---> Simple businessman in the Land of the Hot Sands; Made and sold jewelry for a living; Had a fairly small shop dedicated to his craft - Lara---> Runaway criminal from a land up north (if you ask me to clarify which country it is, I will cry;;; what does the Twst world even look like in the 1st place??)

 Didn’t kill anyone, but rather a string of robberies and prison escapes up her sleeve; had a large family that she had to provide for, unfortunately this landed her in a lot of trouble

- Lara snuck into Kadir’s place late at night by climbing in through his window

She was immediately asked to leave

Kadir eventually relented since she had nowhere to go/he already had a long day at work and didn’t want to argue

- Once Lara explained her situation to Kadir in the morning, she was asked to leave again.

After breakfast ofc

Use the shower if you want to, but don’t use up all the hot water

And he would give her some money and other basic necessities to use on the way, but (￣ヘ￣) that was it 

She really needed to go, tho; Kadir didn’t want to charged w/ harboring a criminal

- Lara begged to stay w/ Kadir, telling him in tears that she would do anything for him so long as he gave her a place to stay for the time being

Well... it wouldn’t hurt to have some extra help in his shop... and it would be heartless to kick a crying woman back on the streets, especially in broad daylight...

Fine. She can stay. But only for a little while, okay?

- When it comes to personality, Kadir is often seen as a serious man. He can become surprisingly raucous and joking w/ his friends and frequent customers, but otherwise, he was all business.

Has a fairly straightforward way of speaking; like Majid, he might come off as a little rude sometimes

His resting face makes him seem unapproachable at first, but he’s a pretty reliable guy

- Compared to Kadir, Lara has a more easygoing demeanor; fairly sly as well

Develops a habit of teasing Kadir once she warms up to him, either through her words or by constantly sticking close to him (this is probably where Majid got some of his clinginess from ngl); she wanted to see what exactly was behind that ever so serious facade

Kadir tries to brush her off most of the time, saying it’s not appropriate, especially in front of the customers; slowly becomes fond of it as time goes on

Tends to beat around the bush when she speaks; she won’t lie, but she won’t give you all the truth either

Oh! Yeah, and she’s pretty good at sleight of hand tricks too! :D These tricks seem to be a little more than just mere illusions at times, tho...

- Both of them are unbelievably stubborn (ah, yes, this trait comes from both sides of the family)

- They tend to butt heads a lot at the beginning; enemies to lovers 30k

- Speaking of tropes, these 2 probably become involved in a fake marriage thing so Kadir’s reputation doesn’t suffer when people see him bringing a strange woman into his house every night after work (*exchanging rings* “This doesn’t mean anything, okay? I just can’t have any more rumors.” “>:3c Okay, Habibi~” “... And don’t ever call me that in public, or I’ll pretend to not know you.”)

- It’s also a bit difficult for Lara to work at the shop at first

Kadir can be really picky when it comes to quality, and he certainly won’t lighten up on any of his wokers, regardless if they’re newbies or not

That and Lara can be heavy handed at times; knocking over display cases as she gestures to them and accidentally breaking parts of jewelry

I would love to say that she eventually gets the hand of everything, but :/ she really doesn’t; she’s entertaining to watch, though lol

- Once Kadir and Lara actually start falling for each other, they try to flirt in subtle ways, trying to get a reaction out of the other; or, at least, they think it’s subtle; oh gosh, their poor, poor coworkers ( ; ω ; )

- Lara might have had to wear some form of head covering/head scarf while working or out in public in general; her blonde hair and pale complexion makes her stick out like a sore thumb in a crowd, and she can’t risk getting recognized and taken back to jail again

- Majid... was an accident.

His parents were excited for his arrival nevertheless; Kadir would’ve bought a bunch of stuff beforehand like the worried father he was; Lara is happily spoiled w/ the amount of food she gets to eat during pregnancy (girl loves her food)

Once Majid was born, you bet he was coddled over; was often called Lara’s “little treasure”; Kadir was tempted to make Majid kind of like a mascot for his business, but decided that wasn’t professional (he really wanted to tho;;; thinks about it everytime he sees his son’s cute pudgy face)

- Lara was eventually caught and arrested; sent back to her home country for trial a few years after Majid had been born

Kadir leaves Majid w/ a trusted friend of his in order to attend Lara’s trial

He... doesn’t come back

The friend couldn’t afford to take care of Majid on his own, so he drops him off at an orphanage, promising to come back for the child once he had enough money to support them both

This man in particular works hard to set up his own appraisal/curio shop in the future and ohoho >:3c things are really coming together now

- Majid spent some time in the orphanage before escaping; he didn’t like how strictly everything was run

escaped enough times that the staff members soon gave up on him and let him roam free

surprisingly, no one (w/ a few exceptions) remembers baby Majid nor his parents; the Ansari jewelry shop was closed down and set up for lease the day Kadir disappeared; what happened in Lara’s trial was essentially a mystery, but perhaps the consequences of it could explain these odd events...

Kodi’s Parents

A bit shorter b/c these 2 literally had one (1) summer to themselves before creating the child, so there’s no slow burn here

- Mother: Colette Sepiama (Maiden name: Roussel; took father’s last name in remembrance of him)

- Father: Dimitri Sepiama 

- Co+Di= Codi (but, like, with a “K”)

- 1st meeting was a bit odd

- Colette was having a beach vacation, chilling as she collected seashells along the shore

And then some naked guy approached her, asking for help while sobbing his heart out

Didn’t want to find out what kind of “help” he needed, so she tried to power walk away, but he ended up tripping while following after her

Stared at the sad scene of a butt naked man crying into the wet sand for a couple of moments before wrapping him into a towel and paying a visit to the nearest souvenir store

He eventually calmed down enough to explain himself once he got the Hawaiian touristy shirt and khakis on (oh, gosh, now I’m getting Crowley flashbacks  (;;;*_*) make it stop-)

- Dimitri was part of a little “experiment” a friend of his was conducting, testing out various potions on him at any opportunity

Yea, they were a pretty messed up friend; at the very least, they made sure none of their potions would kill him outright

One of the potions gave him human legs (since he was a cuttlefish merman beforehand)

The trouble was: How does he turn back?

- They were the kind of couple who shares one braincell, spending the entire summer working together trying to figure out a solution to his predicament

Also, Colette lowkey thought Dimitri was lying about the whole cuttlefish merman thing, but since she thought he was kinda cute, she agreed to help him out

- I mentioned this before in Kodi’s profile, but I guess I’ll mention it again; Kodi’s pre-contract self was basically a male version of his mom

Basically, she was the type to always keep her emotions in check (well, it’s not as if she had a choice; she was awful at trying to show her emotions)

The type of person whose angry face and happy face were exactly the same

But she was kind enough and didn’t discriminate, even if the person she was dealing w/ claimed to be a mermaid from the deep sea

- In contrast to Colette, Dimitri is more like Kodi’s post-contract self

He cries;;; a lot

He’s just in a new and frightening situation, okay??  (╥﹏╥) And his human body was significantly shorter than his merman body, so everything is gigantic to the now smol boi; he often follows behind Colette because, even tho she’s taller than him, he finds her reassuring

Colette finds his personality cute; she likes being relied upon

- ahsghj I can imagine these 2 going on library dates, flipping through books and maybe falling asleep at some point as the setting sun casts an amber glow over them through the dusty windows, and it’s honestly the cutest thing

- Also, neither of them have magical abilities, but Colette’s grandmother did; it basically skipped a generation

This is why Kodi’s magic is weaker than others’, but he works hard to improve himself

- At the end of the summer, Dimitri is turned back

Turns out the potion only lasts for a certain amount of time :/ wow

They probably had some sort of tearful parting at the beach, w/ this time Colette breaking into tears instead of Dimitri

- Couple weeks after the vacation :D Colette finds out she’s pregnant

Realizes her relatives probably wouldn’t believe her if she told them the truth, so she fabricated a story about a simple meeting w/ a cute guy on vacation she hooked up with

I mean, she wasn’t technically lying about that

Bonus! Berenice’s Parents

A perfectly normal, perfectly boring family

- Cassidy is on the left and Argos is on the right!

- Since Berenice was based off the spirits in the whirlpool as well as the river Styx itself/herself, I searched up the parents of the goddess aaanndd

- Kind of?? Based them off Tethys and Oceanus??? Tho they are both of fairy descent; Cassidy is half and so is Argos, so maybe (´･_･`) that would work out? In terms of making a child of their own??? I didn’t want to go against the set fairy lore in stuff like Pixie Hollow, so-

- I always covered the tops of Berenice’s ears to avoid raising any suspicion of her true background, but, yea, they are slightly pointed as well. Much smaller than her parents, maybe abnormally so, but they are there (side note: if you saw me accidentally draw berenice w/ human ears (*⁰▿⁰*) no you didnt)

- They lived with Berenice in an area just outside of the Valley of Thorns called the Land of Lotuses, so there was a large fairy population here too.

- As such, Berenice never thought to question if the life she was living was considered “normal” in the eyes of outsiders. So you’ll often hear her describe her past life as boring and ordinary, both to make a person lose interest and just b/c she truly thought she lived such a life.

- I described Berenice as being an only child, but I never go into detail on what happened with her family after she died 🧐 Did she perhaps unknowingly gain another sibling? Or two? Or three???

- lol wait I just remembered I described them as getting up there in age. Maybe in human standards they were, but they were still considered like??? Middle aged??? When it came to fairies???

- They had no prominent influence in the Valley of Thorns nor in the Land of Lotuses, but they were both considered a respectable people involved in an overseas trade business when living in their old coastal town.

- Both settled down in the Land of Lotuses to raise Berenice and also to hide away from a scandal that ended up bankrupting their company but shshhhh

[barnesaintdead]

Pandora's Box Chapter One

Summary: Times have changed, great heroes were gone and all that remained was wreckage and lives to start over. After an alleged attack, Bucky is taken back to the past. With nightmares still vivid in his mind, he must choose between succumbing to fear or standing before it.

Warnings: smut, angst, mentions!abuse/rape/torture, +18

Word count: +1,200

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Mutant!OC

A/N: after Endgame, another Stark Tower was built in honor of Tony and everything he has done for the world. There are lots of details about him all the way in the new Tower. Also, I'm hearing Griss's soundtrack while writing this.

The first thing she noticed when her brain woke up was how cold her body was. The warm sunlight kissed her cheeks gently, seeping under her lashes and making her eyelids flutter open to a blinding white room. Observing her surroundings, she noticed she wasn't alone. A men was sitting next to her bed, a long forgotten book in his hands and low snores coming out of his parted lips. Her entire upper body ache when she tried to sit against the headboard silently. She stayed quiet, watching dust motes travel across the room in the early morning haze. It was a chilly one, for sure. Her last memories started to appear in quick flashes trough her head. She was sleeping peacefully when the first explosion startled everyone in the building, flames already taking over almost everything in the first round. And then a second and a third, and everything was chaos and smoke and her only wish was to crumble down with the building because, fuck, it was happening all over again. The the fourth explosion came, those strong arms that were holding her tight vanished in a split second and everything she knew was the hard ground and the iron taste on her tongue.

"Good morning, sunshine", the man greets, throwing her off of her reveries. He stretched his arms up in the air, joints cracking all the way.

"Why am I here?" She asked under a troubled look. Her eyes darted to the window. From that level, all she could bring up was the Statue of Tony Stark resting above the fountain, his hand aiming at something beyond the horizon. She was in the Stark Tower.

"You know why", Sam answered. "Pandora, am I right? Like in the files?"

The girl nodded once, her slender fingers tugging to the thin fabrid that covered her legs. The moment he called her by her codename, she knew she was doomed and he was already aware of everything she was and everything that was done to her. She wondered he knew a lot more than necessary when he swinged her personal diary in his hand before throwing at her side on the bed.

"I want you to see someone... Do you think you can walk?"

Pandora nods once more and start dragging her feet off the bed's edge, startling herself by the purple marks all along her skin. It wasn't a pretty view. The first steps were difficult, like the ones of a newborn doe, she would have fallen instantly without  Sam's support on her waist. Side by side, they moved slowly towards the room next door.

Once Sam pushed the door open, her entire body tensed as if the blood in her veins had turned into ice. With her knees shaking, she stammered unconsciously:

"Zim... Zimniy s-soldat..." [Winter Soldier].

In his bed, Bucky's head moved to the side and his eyelids fluttered seconds before open slowly. His movements were lethargic by the sedatives.

"Gotov soblyudat..." [Ready to comply]. He flashes a weak smile, his voice nothing more but a growl and he focuse his blue irises on the terrified girl. "Nobody have called me that in a long time".

"Yeah. I call him asshole", Sam scoffed.

Pandora, still petrified, let a diminish laugh scape before forgetting the excruciating pain that was rushing furiously trough her body and let herself collapse against the cold floor. Images of a long lost life before her freedom takes place, filling her mind and projecting painful memories that went straight trough her heart like daggers.‎ Fear hit her hard and suddenly she is out of breath and the floor underneath her seems to disappear. Choking and trying to collect herself hysterically from the ground, she end up falling back onto Sam's grip. He hugged her tight and hid her face against his chest without hesitation, hiding her. Pandora's entire body trembled to the point of chattering teeth, her knuckles already white from tugging his shirt between her fingers.

"It's okay, darling. Nobody's gonna hurt you", Sam assured, whispering with lips touching her hair. "I promise. You can trust me, can't you? I'm here with you, nothing's gonna hurt you".

Sam had seen many post-traumatic stress atacks, more so panic ones. He knew how to deal with it. With her. She was scared and feeling unsafe and probably triggered by whatever Bucky said to her in russian, kidding or not. The first thing he did was lift them both from the ground and place her small crooked figure onto the spare bad next to the wall and covered her with the biggest blanket he could find at the moment. He watched as she started to roll herself up in a messy coccon mode.

"Don't worry, Panda. I'm gonna be here with you. Just breath, darling", Sam is now stroking long caresses across the girl's back. Bucky who had been silent trough the whole situation looked at her fondly, but there was still a hint of pain or guilt in his baby blue eyes. He knew he caused her that crisis. It was his fault. He desired to erase himself from her mind for a moment.

Almost an hour passed until Pandora was stable again. Her muscles were slowly untwining and letting her breathe properly, full deep inhales and long exhales to soothe her aching throat. Sam smiled when she looked at him with teary, but thankful eyes, but he kept his hand in motion caressing her for a while, observing how relaxed she was once she saw that were no danger. Not in him nor in the room or in Bucky's presence. She was now laying with face half buried in the sheets. looking dead into Bucky's figure like she was studying him.

"Feeling better?" Sam finally asks, taking a step back from the bed. Pandora nods and looks at him. "I need to report to Fury and get you both some food. Think you can manage to be alone here with him for a moment?"

"I guess... Yeah."

"I'll be back in a second then. Distract her, Barnes, will ya'?"

Bucky waved at him and whitin a second Sam was out of their sight. The air tensed a bit with the sudden silence, she wasn't much of a talker, neither was him, but they kept the eye contact before Bucky broke the connection to take a look outside the window.

"What happened to you?" Pandora's voice startles him, making him let out a chuckle begore putting his attention back on her. She was more mature, it was visible, there were some new scars, but still the same soft, childish features. Her question was short but complicated. He sighed.

"A lot, after Hydra. They wanted me to murder Steve, but I just couldn't finish. He broke the brainwash and after that I started to remember. When everything crumbled down, I found a place to stay in Bucharest", He lost himself in his thoughts for a moment, looking at his metal fingers. "I started a routine, everything was about remember who I was and be invisible. Then, the enemies came... Zemo, he caused a lot of problems... Thanos and the war. I turned to dust when he snapped his fingers, but Steve and the others brought us back. We fought, we won. I'm very thankful for their help. Shuri, who erased Hydra's poison from my head. I wouldn't be nothing without them, probably dead by now".

"So did you nightmares stopped?"

Bucky remembered his times under Hydra control once again, a specific moment, when he was in a cage. The girl next to him helped him sleep trough his nightmares that day. Pandora helped him even tho she was just as scared.

"Those never go away. They're always there, lurking inside my head", He laughed. "The nightmares never were about the brainwash, but about what I did when I was their puppet".

Pandora's eyes went to the ground. She understood him, her own nightmares almost drove her crazy most nights. She abused sleep pills and alcohol, but not even that made them go away. They would be always there. Her heart sinked into her chest for a second and then she heart his voice calling again.

"What about you?" He now had turned his body a bit to the side, for her to look at his front. The sheet went down a bit, showing his marked skin, so many scars in a tiny piece of him. A cold chill went down her spine.

"I was always running. Everytime something would get out of control, I just ran away to another city, then another state, and another country until I end up in that apartament".

"Get out of control...?" He lifted his eyebrow and she licked her lips.

"The things like those explosions and the fire?" She let out a faint laugh. "I'm used to that happening all time. I bring disgrace to everyone around me and that's why you should let me get out of here as soon as possible. I wouldn't want to ruin your lives."

"You mean you started the fire? You caused the explosions?" He asked.

"No. God, no. I... I didn't do anything is just... It happens around me, like I'm cursed or have this terribly bad luck", she shook her head. "I would never hurt anyone".

Outside the room, Sam and Fury listened carefully to their conversation. They new eachother from another times and leaving them alone was the best idea Sam had to show his boss that the girls wasn't a threat. Fury continued to listen while reading the girl's diary carefully while Sam got out to get the food he promised. When he got back, his boss was watching both of Hydra's best agents talking about their periods of peace and chaos with his hands befind his back.

"You hungry?" Sam asked munching on a big piece of his own cheeseburguer before handing one in the other man's direction.

Fury refused with a hand gesture and handed over her diary. He need to know nothing more, that was more than necessary.

"We're keeping her".

"Excuse me?"

"Project 001: Pandora", Fury repeated slowly, with a mischievous smirk in his face. "We're keeping her."

[k4nill]

ROTTMNT Headcannons for a Friend ~ S/O being sick.

Sorry i'm damnnnn late but translating this took a me while hahaha I hope you get better soon dear!!! @turtlestanfirst.

Raph

> Calls you all the fluffiest pet names with that sweet "hey buddy" tone all the time you are sick.

> Rather visit you than having you in quarentene by Donnie on the lair (and also to have some time alone)

> Raph is most likely to pick you up for anything, so forget about being able to walk for a while.

> Tries to cook for you, but it's always the same Raph special Hot Soup™ (ramen noodles with maccaroni and spaguetti pasta, Raph is a high-cab guy) still, is warm as his heart and a delight.

> He understands how tired you must feel so he suggest soft activities (having netflix marathons of movies, a console game, board games, BUT NEVER FUCKING UNO HE WILL CRY IF YOU THROW HIM THAT +4 CARD)

> He's the one who would probably ask you if you wanted him to leave or if you want to be alone, he thinks he's too suffocating. (It is a little, but you know, he cares too much)

> Builts a pillow fortress for you and when entering he says: "you need something, your majesty?" He just treats you like royalty.

> Blast your favorite songs and sings for you in the smoothest jazzy voice. (you know his beautiful deep ass voice)

> Let's say you are so entretained you and Raph forget the time for your meds, still you take em, but like 5 hours late.

> Raph constantly talks about his family and friends. He's the one to bring up deep conversations topics (about him being the leader , not being good enough, concerned by his brothers dumbassery) and you open up as well. Raph is full of emotions and loves to be listened to and he'll do the same for you.

>His eyes become crystalline when you start coughing or when the thermometer marks a mild fever.

> He tries to clean your place. Tries, but most likely to trash it a little bit more... Just a little.

> When you told him you were sick he came rushing, didn't even think of getting sick himself, so, after you recover is most likely you have to take care of him.

> Dumb dumb also didn't tell his family where tf he was, so he made his family a little concerned.

Donnie

> Boy thinks He's Dr. House or some shit like he'll ask you all you symptoms and then he tells you with his dorky "Mr. I know all" smirk that is a rare desease that you can only adquire on the amazon rainforest like... You have a cold.

> Doesn't want to get sick (a waste of time) and definitely don't want anyone on the lair sick cuz they are DRAMATIC AF when they get sick.

> So he suits himself up with those NBC suits and ask you to stay in a (previously prepared) station in the lab, which is basically a sickbed with some comfy futons (that he stole from Leon), with a screen near for your entretainment, and tons of pillows.

> Programs Shelldon so you can have your meds on time or if you need something he can bring it to you.

> You may find a plushie in the station and ask Donnie where he got it and he'll tell you with the most monotone and uninterested tone : "Oh I took it from Leon, it was with the pillows, don't mind it, you can take it home if you want"

> YEAH THE BITCH TOTALLY FOUGHT A CAT FOR IT ON THE FUCKING DUMPSTER AND HE'S SCREAMING INTERNALLY WHEN YOU SAY: "Thanks, it's cute."

> He'll work on some project but high-key is not, he's watching you all the time, like you are watching some dank ass memes and look over to see him and he does that "thing", you know when you pretend you stare at nothing when they catch you staring at someone?

> He' wearing the suit but with any barely improvement of the symptoms he'll take it off and get closer to you cuz he misses being close to you.

> Won't allow you to be just in bed tho, he says activity is important. So he takes you out to dance to your favorite songs and his weeb songs. (Bootyyyshaker9000 entered the game)

> When you are getting ready to go to sleep, he tucks you in, gets his caffeine overdose and in your deep dream state he plugs you in a machine to continue to monitor your sickness.

> Gets sick cuz he's a dummy and took the suit to early, also not enough sleep can lower your defenses.

Leon

>Ok low-key the doctor of the family, (I live for this HC of Leon being a doctor) knows right away you are sick when you come in the lair.

> Also doesn't want you in quarentene (Damn Donnie it's not time to test that gigant quarentine snow globe protocol) so takes you to the "Neon City". (Leon's room is filled with Neon signs of all kinds.)

> Lets you use his bed, no questions and doesn't take a no for an answer. (plus his eye mask)

> In the shelfs they are these plants and miniature zen garden, rubik's cube, some origami stuff, figurines....he shows you how to take care of the plants, solve 3d puzzles, even teaching you origami (Leon is a very zen person, if he doesn't have a break from the meme lord he is he would've snapped a long time ago) and his personal favorite: sewing patches to his gigant bed sheet (he started trimming pieces of fabrics and putting em together, remember they aren't rich but resourceful) just to keep you entretained.

> But board games are next level shit, you don't want to play because Leon is a really bad loser/winner he's dumbass and will always complain.

> You two end up watching compilations of memes and vines for HOURS, until you decide is time to watch a movie, but wait its the fucking 69 movies of Jupiter Jim the only thing in the catalogue.

> But you love to reenact your favorite scenes with him, and maybe, just maybe he would let you be Captain Jim this time.

> We all know Leon is really clumsy, yet he's really gentle and soft when he wants to. He treats you the same as always (quoting shitty vines and hideous oneliners from time to time) but he tries to touch you a lot more and if you think of something it's like he already read you mind and bring you what you wanted or needed. Smooth mofo.

> Leon isn't obsessive when it's something mild (like a cold) he knows is something temporary and just want you to keep you distracted, without feeling suffocated or making you feel you can't do anything.

> But if it was something like a broken bone, beatings in general or you having a relapse in any major illness he would get depressed. He won't be as bright with you or with others, his behaivor would shift from 100 to 1 until you get better.

> In this last scenario, silently cries when people he cares about (that are in this state) are asleep, cuz he can't make them heal faster or make them feel better. His brothers snap, are agressive, are short tempered and anxious when they are in this situation, Leon just shuts down and bottles up his feelings of impotence.

>Also another dummy who gets sick, he's a pain in the ass who thinks he's gonna die soon, but give him all the attention an cuddles and he'll be a good boy.

Mikey

>Stole literally all the comfy items (plushies, futons, shelldon, Raph's hot soup) to give it to you.

> Mikey is not knowledgable in med stuff, so he often ask Leon or Donnie about your sickness but won't credit them lol.

> The entire time wears a classic halloween costume nurse hat and wears a white coat and a fake glasses with a mustache when he wants to be a doctor. (plus: makes his voice a little deeper)

> He says that the lair isn't at all like a hospital but the hospital is made by all the good will people of the personal that want to help others, so he dresses up to make you feel in one. You can't help but enjoy everytime he changes from a nurse to a doctor having their monologues about payday and gossiping about the "other" staff.

Dr. Mikey: "Dr. Saenz just told me that he's firing Barbara because he didn't bought him the right sidedish with his pizza."

Nurse Mikey: "hOW DARES BARBARA DISRESPECT DR. SAENZ ONION RINGS WITH BARBECUE SAUCE"

> And takes the game kinda far.

Dr. Mikey: "yOU INSURANCE DOESN'T COVER THIS!!!"

You: "Ok doctor what about if I make a deposit of hugs in the bank for this?"

Mikey:"O-okay!!!! I'm the bank man now!!! (Totally changed into a bank man just adding a red tie)

> Mikey won't turn down your entretainment, neither his. So he'll paint and let you paint saying is your recovery therapy.

> You would have a lot of fun but sometimes you'll feel a little ashamed to show what you did because honestly Mikey is really good, nontheless he'll will always compliment your art and keeps everysingle piece in storage (even things you think he should throw away).

> Mikey's meds skills are basically laugh therapy.

> While his brothers are calm he kinda panics and pretends everything is okay, until he trips on an imaginary banana peel or drops just one of your pills he snAPS and says he's sorry he's not a good enough nurse/doctor in the verge of tears. (Of course you later reasure him his not.)

> He's just so active but he knows you can cope with him, it's sorta frustraiting to him to lower her normal energy levels.

> Doesn't get sick, surprisingly.

[tamisdava2]

Ok, guys, i am starting something new, i am choosing a theme and you tell me your stories if you’ll ever had such a situation. I’ll tell such a stories too. Because damn, i have nothing to do right now.

And yeah, everyone that will reblog this tag me, cause i am really interested in everyone’s stories. Also, if you’ve heared such a stories from your friends/relatives and etc. i am fine with it too.

Ok, so have you encountered something supernatural? Ghosts and etc.

Welp, i didn’t encounter anything like it. But my sissy did.

I dont even remember how long ago it was, probably 7 years ago, i was 8 or so and my sis 12. So basically me and my family would usually go in summer in Surami and taking a good rest there, since Tbilisi in summer is... Uh... hell, in Tbilisi air is terrible, so terrible that if my family wouldn’t go out of city in summer on time my skin colour would be very terrible, i guess city’s air affected me very badly. So Surami was the place were my mom’s family lived, so it was really great to spent sometime in there, even tho my grandpa back then was dead already for 3 years. I mean, this house holded memories of him, so it was really special to us, especially for mom of course, she grew up there after all. 

So me, mom sissy and my dad went there, we spent day cleaning up the entire house, cause, we and our relatives were staying in Surami only at summer, once in year. And since there wasn’t living anyone in the house for the most of the year, the house was abadoned, the water pipes that got water in the house from water well got old so we had to get the drinking water from the spring.

But back to the ghost or something, so night came then we went to sleep, me, sis and mom slept together, in room where my mom, my aunt and my grandma used to sleep together in one big bed. My father was sleeping in a other room, that was next to ours. Of course 8 years old me would fall asleep very quickly, the same goes to my mom and dad, they were tired. But my sis wasn’t able to fall asleep, because she kept hearing heavy footsteps in the living room, she would’ve thought that our dad was walking there, if she wouldn’t heared dad snoring very loudly all the time while she heared the footsteps. She was scared as f, thats when her imagination started to go wild and she was thinking “What if it is maniac and he’ll chop us all?!” She was really scared so she pretended to be asleep, and there passed a long time before she fell asleep.

Next morning she told everything to mom. Mom at first was skeptical, she said that probably rats or squirrels were walking in ceiling or something. My sis specified that those were heavy footsteps, like, heavy footsteps of a human beign. Then mom asked dad if he heared something like that, he said no. Then my mom talks with my uncle and tells him about it. And he comes from Tbilisi to Surami and he is like “all Mezuzahs are defected, i’ll take them off” aaand he takes every Mezuzah off from every doorway in the house. You see, we are jews, and since i am sure that you wouldn’t know anything about Mezuzah, i’ll expalin it to ya. Mezuzah is a piece of parchment contained in a decorative case and inscribed with the Jewish prayer. The Mezuzah protects the house... From the bad things. The problem is if even one detail of the detail will get defected then the Mezuzah is useless or it can bring harm if i’ll remember it right.(There are alot stories about what happens when Mezuzah gets defected) So, i do remember my uncle saying that it is better to NOT have mezuzah at all than to have the defected one. We were in that house for a week, my sister never heared those footsteps again.

When i heared my sis and mom talk about the footsteps, i thought “What if it is grandpa’s ghost?”(And i am pretty sure right now that if it was ghost it surely wasn’t his ghost) But remebering this story today kind of gives me chills. Also, guess what? Not so long ago i heared from mom my grandpa bought it from a man whose wife died in that house. Grandpa, dont get me wrong, i love you and respect you very much, but, WHY WOULD YOU BUY A HOUSE WHERE SOMEONE DIED?! LIKE, COME ON!

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This is second one, mom told us it, i mean, she doesn’t remember it, her relatives had told her about it. 

So i amn’t sure about my mom’s and aunt’s age, but they probably were back then 2-3 years old. This happend before my uncle even was born. So before my uncle was born they had little sister, Mzia, she was 1 maximum years old if my mom recalls it right. And here where the stories split in two, making 2 almost different vesrions of the story(that end the same but still) one is by how mom recalled it, before we went to Israel few months ago and she had talked with my great aunt about it. My mom says that my grandma walked to see how Mzia was sleeping, but she found her dead. You see, back then people wrapped babies in clothes, wrapping their legs and hands, so they weren’t able to move, which looks ridicilous if you’ll see some old photos of it. So it looked like someone or something had wrapped this cloth on her neck in way that it chocked her. She turned Mzia on her back and saw a freakin black handprint. My mom also said that it happend to other babies in Surami too.

And there is my great aunt’s version of it, Grandma was feeding Mzia, and she fell asleep, the baby wasn’t breathing, this how she died. But great aunt said that there WAS the black handprint on the Mzia’s back. 

I mean, i belive that Great Aunt’s version is more right, cause probably my mom heared it only once, and they probably tried to avoid to talk about this theme with grandma and grandpa, cause everytime my grandma would remember about Mzia’s accident... Well of course, it would end up with crying.

Anyway guys, how you heared about the black handprints? I wasn’t able to ask mom if it happend only in Surami or it happend around other towns or if it happend in other parts of Georgia or if it happend in somewhere else in Soviet Union. Like, can you ask about this to the older generation? Especially those one who live in post soviet union countries?

[burninggasoline]

13 reasons why season 2

SPOILER ALERT!!!

As you may noticed, i always give my opinion about the shows or movies i’m watching or books i’m reading and this ain’t an exception.

So let me tell you what i think about the second season of 13 reasons why and why this was way better than the first one.

In this season we can see al the empty spaces in the chronology, why Hannah was very upset with certain people and why things happened as they did.

Characters got their time to explain their point of view, how they see life and realize they were quite douchebags with Hannah even tho she was  sensitive af and kinda bitchy in the other High School. Wwe get to know very well some characters and we empathize with’em. You know:

Zach’s too good for this world (he did bad stuff but hey, we all make mistakes)

Justin being a baby. He is an abandoned boy with a junkie mom and a crazy “stepfather”. He really tries to do his best but is hard when it seems the world is against you and the only person you trust in this world rapes your girlfriend, the person that makes your whole life stops feeling like shit. (And tbh, since Clay’s parents knew about his existance in their house, i wanted him to be adopted by them. I WAS CRYING WHEN THAT HAPPENED) I hope the motherfucker of his mother’s boyfriend doesn’t screw things up. But, let me tell you, i have this bad feeling he won’t live to tell...

Courtney realizing you ain’t gay because you have gay parents but because your born this way... That means the whole world to everyone in the same situation.

Bryce being fucking Bryce but with the exception we could appreciate he feels lonely. His mother cares about he being a rapist after letting him do whatever the hell he wanted to do, alone, being just a child you know? And, getting used to win everytime, feeling Hanna’s rejection just made him feel angry and he searched for a way to HAVE her, as a trophy. I’m not excusing him, i’m just saying is not entirely his fault.

Cyrus is a very good character, he motivates Tyler to do stuff, to break his bubble of shyness and actually care about defeating the assholes who did nothing but laugh or disengage when Hannah killed herself.

FANGIRL MOMENT: Those moments with Zach and Hannah and Zach with Alex were like OMG i want them to be a couple, you know, Zach and Alex being bisexuals or gays xD. Or Hannah and Zach having sex and being a really cute couple on a very cute relationship... I love Clay but Zach was just the one for Hannah. And not to mention Tony’s relationships... HE’S JUST TO BEAUTIFUL.

The action scenes always kept you on the border of the chair. When Clay had the gun and is about to kill Bryce, when Tyler and Cyrus draw with fire “RAPISTS”. THE FIGHT AT SCHOOL (Intense and funny AF), Skye trying to jack off Clay in front of his parents, Tyler about to do one of the most typical responses to bullying, yeah, a shooting at a school dance, the verdict... They were very intense.

The sad and philosophic scenes: in summary, i cried a lot. That part when Clay let Hannah go even when he still loved her, when he’s crying at the party ‘cause he remembered her, Justin getting high because of his mom's fault and then being adopted, all women testifying there’s no girl in this world who had not suffered harassment or sexual abuse (#MeToo)  ... And last but not least and my favorite (not because i’m a psycho but because it was the saddest and the most intense scene for me) When Montgomery almost kill Tyler, by crashing Tyler's head in the mirror, his forhead in the sink and rape him with a mop stick to finally let him lying in the school’s bathroom floor, with his pants down and his dignity falling apart... Tyler was in all his right to feel that way.

PLUS: the soundtrack is always amazing

I think this season had more action and more responses to our questions, but that finale let us thinking about a third season. Personally i'm looking forward to it because i have so many doubts yet but, qualifying this season, i’ts a 4.5 / 5. It was veeery good to me. 

Let me know why you think and i hope i didn’t bored you with aaaaaalll i’ve write.

[chmergess4ever]

Only Forever (Part 1)

Story # 2 of the night!!! So I’ll preface this by saying that writing about this video is something that I’ve wanted to do for a very long time. Just didn’t really know how to do it or where to go with it, but I have a pretty good idea so I’m going to run with it. There is a 2-3 min video on youtube of paparazzi talking to Val and Sharna where he mentions the bikini picture of her in hawaii. If you haven’t seen the video, I think it’s a must watch for this story (and in general for a chmergess shipper) so I’m going to copy the link! The first chapter is going to stem around that! Also, the story is going to start out with it seeming like it’s going to be about Sharna and Artem, but I promise it’s not! Enjoy! Let me know what you think!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hJVtib2pwn8&t=78s

“Red Velvet! Red Velvet! Red Velvet!” The crowd was cheering as they danced together, screaming their ship name, along with their individual names. The energy in the room was intense so made everything come across as much more intense. The show had gone great, but everyone was super tired so after briefly stopping at the buses they all went on the bus and started a movie. Sharna sat next to Artem who had his arm up on the ledge that was behind her. He tapped her on the shoulder and whispered to her, “You know what one of the fans just asked me outside?”

“Why we dont date each other?”

“How’d you know?”

“They asked me the same thing.” Sharna patted his leg and laughed as he threw his head back and shook his head. “So what’d did you say?” He asked her.

“I said that we’ve been friends for a long time and it wouldn’t be worth ruining that.”

“You think it would be ruining what we have?”

Sharna turned more into him realizing that it seemed as if Artem’s feelings on the situation were changing, “Artem, I know it would be ruining what we have.”

“You don’t know that. We can try.”

“I do know that. I do.”

“How? Tell how you would possibly know that?”

“Because-” She lowered her voice even further. “Because I’ve had it happen before.”

“With who? What do you mean?”

“Ok, if I tell you something, you have to promise that you will not tell as soul.”

“Cross my heart.”

Sharna looked down in her lap and then up at him, “I used to have a thing with Val”

“What?” Artem yelled out. Everyone on the bus looked at them, “Sorry” He said lower and then turned back to Sharna. “You’re kidding.”

“I’m not.”

“Well you didn’t ruin anything. You and Val are still best friends.”

“I mean, I guess. But, it’s different. It’s not so much that it ruined our friendship for the two of us together, but more so that it changed our chemistry when either of us are in a relationship. Because we’re not technically exes but when we have others it certainly feels like we are and that we shouldn’t talk to each other. It affected us that way.”

“But Val’s with Jenna now, and she doesn’t treat you weird-” Artem took note of Sharna’s reaction, “She doesn’t know? Does she?”

Sharna shook her head slowly. “Oh my god. Sharna.” Artem covered his mouth.

“Me and Val talked about it but we decided that it would just hurt her more to know. And then we can act like our normal selves with each other.”

Artem was quiet, “I’m sorry. This is just a lot to take in.”

“You promised you wouldn’t tell anyone.”

“And I won’t.”

Sharna turned away from him thinking that the conversation was over but then she heard him talk again, “How did that happen?”

She turned to him and slid in closer so she wouldn’t have to whisper as loudly, “You really want to know all the details?”

“Got nothing better to do.”

During season 19 of Dancing with the Stars, the dancers had all decided they were going to go out to celebrate one of their shows. They all went to mixology-Maks and Peta, Derek and Hayley, Emma and Sasha, Artem and Tori, Lindsay and Sam, and Witney and Carson. Sharna and Val had been invited but were the only two who weren’t in a relationship as the other single dancers already had plans for the night. Serge had tagged along but mostly stayed with Maks and Peta. They had bought a table for the night so some were sitting in the booth while others were dancing. Drinks came one after another after another.

“So there was this one point, where mostly everyone was on the dancefloor-I think you and Tori had left- and It was just me and Val sitting in the booth. We were playing a game, taking a shot everytime we didn’t want to answer a personal question about our past relationships. So as you can imagine, we got buzzed pretty fast.”

“Ok, so what was wrong with Paul? Thought you were going to marry him.” Val poured another shot from the bottle of tequila.

She looked at him knowingly, and lifted the shot glass, raising it in the air and throwing it back in one gulp. “I’d rather take 100 shots than answer that question.”

“Fair enough.” Val pour another one into her glass. “Anyone you’re interested in now?”

She looked at him and raised her glass again, “You are trying to kill me.” She threw back the shot.

“Seriously. You can’t answer that question? What am I going to do?”

“There’s one guy. But it would never happen so I don’t think about it.”

“Who is it?”

Sharna took another shot getting herself to the point of no return, “I’m. looking. at . him.”

“So then he said, “Me?” and I nodded. Given I was worse than him, I thought when he answered he would be in his right mind. He said, “You want to give it try?” I stared back and him and smiled, thinking that he was joking.”

“So then what happened?” Artem leaned on his hand as he rested his arm on the ledge of the couch.

Val got up, looking for Serge, he found him and patted his shoulder, “Yo. I’m leaving- if you want a ride.”

Serge nodded and followed him back to the table. Val put his arms around Sharna’s waist as they walked out of the restaurant, and turned to Serge who was signaling to him to explain what was happening. They walked out of the restaurant and were greeted with a ton of paparazzi.

“And I’m sure you’ve seen the video on youtube. That’s what really happened that night.”

Artem laughed, “I actually haven’t seen it.”

Sharna looked at him to make sure he was being serious but then she reluctantly pulled out her phone and googled the video. She hit play and then covered her eyes halfway as she showed Artem.

Sharna walked out of the restaurant, “Hey Guys.” Serge took her hand to keep her from talking as much as possible as Val went to get the car.

There is a lot of you out here tonight!” Sharna exclaimed. “He did so well tonight, I’m so proud of him.” 

Artem continued watching the video and laughed and how far gone Sharna was when she was having a conversation with the paparazzi. But he stopped laughing when it got to the part with Val so he could hear.

“Ohh we’re doing the bikini shot?!” She asked the photographer as she signed the picture.

“Yooo, is that Hawaii right there?!?” He asked as he threw his arm around her.

“This is not hawaii, this is like 5 pounds before Hawaii.” They all started laughing and Val pointed at the picture, “I like that tho.”

“Oh you like it?” She looked up at him.

“That’s way better. Way better.”

Artem paused it at that point, “What did he say in your ear?”

“Something that will remain only for my ears. Then he asked me if I had money to tip the valet.”

Artem played the video again and watched as Val’s car was pulled up and three of them walked to it. 

Val told Serge, “You’re in the backseat.” and they walked until they all got in the car. They were dancing, talking to the paparazzi who said, “where are you going, you going home?”

Sharna shrugged and turned to Val who got asked the question again, he nodded silently and timidly and then he soon after, drove off.

Artem put the phone down, “So he wasn’t driving you home-”

“He was taking me home.” She spoke to him slowly.

“And I’m assuming you guys had-”

“We did. A lot. That night was the start to when our relationship took a turn in that direction.”

“How long did that go on for?”

“A couple of weeks. Until I got back with Paul. Which was my stupid ass decision.”

“What do you mean?”

“I always go back and question whether I would be dating Val today if I hadn’t gone back with Paul. It seems like that was the direction it was headed.”

“Was that the last time you were with Val?”

“No, it used to be a pretty on/off thing, now it’s off and it’s staying off cause he’s with Jen.”

“But if he was single you’d want him?”

“Maybe. I guess I always was thinking of something more when we were doing our thing. I know we would have worked. But it’s a mute point because he’s not single. And the entire point of this conversation was to steer you away from wanting to do whatever with me.”

“Sharna, you’re just letting him go? I love Jen, you know I do. But you should talk to him.”

“Out of the question.”

“Sharna. Please tell him. I know Val and I know what he would want to know.”

“Nope.”

“You tell him or I will.”

“You promised you wouldn’t.”

“That was before, I knew that I had two friends who were in love with each other.”

“I never said love.”

“It’s love. I know it. And he told me the same thing.”

“What?”

“When he first got back with Jen, we were talking about relationships and he said he had a girl who he was only sleeping with in between relationships but that he had always thought about having more with her. He said he didn’t think that she felt the same way.”

“No he didn’t.” She said doubtingly.

“You need to tell him, Sharna.”

“I can’t do that to Jen. She’s one of my best friends. And it would destroy her.”

“Didn’t destroy Emma when she found out you had been with Sash.”

“Also wasn’t in love with Sash!” Sharna said back to him without realizing what she had said but when she did, all she could say was, “Oh shit.”

“Talk to him. I’m done with this conversation until you do.”

“Artem.”

“Sharna.”